High above, Aiden Chen slowly regained consciousness, finding himself tightly held in Six-Ears Damon's arms.
His armor was already torn to shreds from the fierce battle with Monkey, yet a broad smile still lingered at the corner of his mouth.
"Senior Uncle..."
"Heh, we’ve already won." Six-Ears Damon grinned, staring straight ahead. "I told you I’d win—evil can never defeat righteousness. Hahaha!"
Aiden Chen frowned slightly, looking at Six-Ears Damon in confusion.
"We’ll be home soon. When we get back, you’d better speak well of me to your master."
"Why?"
"Why not? I saved you, so isn’t it normal for you to put in a good word for me?"
"Uh... alright."
"That’s more like it. Good nephew, if you ever want anything, just ask your Senior Uncle." Hearing this, Six-Ears Damon grew even more cheerful. He swung Iron Sentinel wildly, accelerating through the air with a shriek like a child. Aiden couldn’t help but burst out laughing.