Tokyo, January 8th, clear.
"Little one, head back to the mountains."
Sun Bocheng wiped the crumbs off the Yellow Immortal's mouth from eating fried chicken and said with a smile, "You can go back to any mountain you want, just stop following me."
The Yellow Immortal ignored him and continued eating fried chicken, while the Jade Fox jumped onto his shoulder and asked thoughtfully, "Have you decided?"
"It's been twenty years since leaving the sect. Master told me, even if practicing the dark arts, chivalry must remain in the heart. I've pondered over these years but haven't managed to grow the sect or uphold justice, just made money. Looking back now, what's the use of money?"
