Ivan gazed intently at the forest.
Lilly scoffed, "Sir, you're mistaken. It's not in this direction!"
King of Transformation ignored her and calmly suggested, "Let's take a detour to avoid the King of Cities."
The harem spirit and the cowardly ghost exchanged puzzled looks. If that was the case, why did they just go in the opposite direction earlier?
With a single step, King of Transformation traversed thousands of miles.
In an instant, they arrived at the edge of Spirit Cliff and set Lilly and the others down, urging, "Hurry up!"
Suddenly, Ivan asked, "Sir, does the King of Cities know that we came from here?"
King of Transformation paused for a moment.
Then he replied, "No, he doesn't."
He had only told the King of Cities that Lilly and the others fall from Spirit Cliff, instead of saying they came from here.
Ivan nodded and said, "Thank you!"
Upon finishing his words, he attempted to grab Lilly's hand and whisk her away immediately.
However, Lisa was one step ahead, seizing Lilly's hand and dashing down swiftly.
The harem spirit and the cowardly ghost, now ghost generals, leaped up to support Lilly and Lisa, rushing downward.
Just as Ivan was about to leave, he heard King of Transformation suddenly ask, "Your identity is peculiar. Who are you?"
King of Transformation narrowed his eyes at Ivan.
Ivan stood beside Spirit Cliff and replied, "You may find it hard to believe... but I don't know either."
With that said, he leaped down as well.
The bridal ghost flew out, followed by the passionate spirit and the unlucky ghost. The three of them stayed behind to grab Ivan.
The bridal ghost lamented, "Oh, you frightened me to death, sir!"
The unlucky ghost chimed in, "Don't you know how old he is? Why are you addressing him as sir? Do you have conscience?"
The ghost bride admitted honestly, "No."
King of Transformation was speechless.
The voice of the ghost bride and her companions quickly faded away.
King of Transformation turned around and started heading back.
Not long after, King of Cities followed, feeling rather annoyed. "King Transformation, is that you?"
King of Transformation held a scroll and did not even bother to lift his eyelids. "What is it?"
King of Cities scolded as he was unsure, "Did you help the little ones escape?"
King of Transformation raised his head and looked at him mockingly. "I don't have as much free time as you do."
After a brief pause, he raised his eyebrows. "Oh, they ran away? Tsk, long time no see, King of Cities, have your skills gone to garbage recentlyl?"
The city king was furious. "George Freeman!"
King of Transformation smiled. "Huh? If it's not worthless, then it means your luck has run out, I assume."
King of Cities was speechless.
The mention of luck calmed him down.
"You're lucky!" The King of Cities flicked his sleeves, turned his head, and left.
King of Transformation smiled. "I know everything, I'm doing fine.."
King of Cities was perplexed.
After Lilly, her aunt, Ivan, and the ghosts left the pond, they swiftly retraced their steps.
Ivan asked, "Wait, are we really going from here?"
Lilly turned back to reassure him, "Trust me, Ivan!"
Ivan was silent.
Alright, alright.
At that moment, a tall, handsome, and majestic black cat was squatting beside the enormous pit where the sacred tree had been dug out.
It was deep in thought.
The cold pond did not belong to him.
But the sacred tree belonged to the family of cats...
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