Casually tossing the fist-sized bead into a nearby corner, where a palm-length Little White Snake was busily drilling in and out of the 'small mountain' made up of hundreds of Inner Cores, playing with endless delight.
"Ahhh, Chen Gou, when are we leaving here? Every day it's either killing monsters or killing monsters, I'm so sick of it! Can't you find someone for me to chop?"
"What, your level's higher now, and not only do you not call me master, you don't even call my name but start cursing me?"
"If I call you master, can you find someone for me to chop?"
"This desolate wilderness, where am I supposed to find someone for you?"
"I don't care, I want to chop someone, I just want to chop someone, ahhh, if you don't let me chop someone, I'll call you Chen Gou, Chen Gou, Chen Gou Chen..."
Cyan Pheasant was nagging away, suddenly sensing something and swooshed off again.
"Ahhhhhh!!!"
Chen Zhixing: "???"
