"Want another cup?"
"No, thanks. This one's enough. I haven't had such good tea in a long time." The Red Lamp Spirit was now cupping the teacup in both hands, sitting down on the steps where the Magic Lamp's pedestal stood.
Boss Luo also picked up his teacup and sat beside it, but his gaze was on the entrance they had come through.
"That woman outside, is she your friend?" The Red Lamp Spirit suddenly lowered its voice and asked.
Luo Qiu thought for a moment and said, "Right now we're classmates; we've only just met, so I wouldn't call us friends. Because of some reasons we ended up coming to the desert… you could say we got swept into some incident by accident, and that's how we finally arrived here."
The Red Lamp Spirit nodded. Perhaps because it had vented the anger piled up over countless years, it no longer looked so ferocious; it even seemed a bit mild and amiable now.
