"You've said so much, yet I don't seem to know your origin!" Xiao Chen said, "You're not from the Ji clan, so how did you become a ritual spirit there?"
"I am 'Zhu Kui'!" the ritual spirit responded.
"Zhu Kui? Never heard of it!"
The spirit: "..."
"Cough, cough... Don't blame me for being straightforward, but I really haven't heard of it, though I do know Zhu Long!" Xiao Chen said.
"I am Zhu Long's eldest son!" The ritual spirit explained helplessly.
"Oh... Zhu Long's eldest son, had you explained sooner, I would have understood!" Xiao Chen suddenly realized.
The spirit sighed, "I know, my Father God's radiance is too dazzling. People remember me because I'm Zhu Long's eldest son, but my name alone is recalled by very few!"
"That's inevitable, blame yourself for not being outstanding enough!" Xiao Chen shrugged.
"I don't mean to complain. On the contrary, I'm happy to have such a Father God; he has always been the one I admired!"
