"May I ask…"
Li Xuanxuan was unsure for a moment whether to address the other as Taoist Fellow or Senior, realizing only that the monkey's throat seemed rather damaged, able to make out only some syllables, so he spoke gently:
"I wonder what your name is, Taoist Fellow?"
The old monkey shook his head, pointed at Li Xuanxuan, then at his own forehead. Li Xuanxuan pondered for a moment and asked:
"Would Taoist Fellow be willing to dwell in our Li Family?"
The old monkey nodded repeatedly. Li Xuanxuan was overjoyed—this monkey had the strength of the Fourth Layer of Qi Cultivation and most likely knew the properties of medicines and spirit plants, truly a great help. Thus, he tentatively said:
"From now on, Taoist Fellow can join our family, become one with the Li Clan."
The white monkey nodded, opened his mouth, and spat out a jade-green pestle. Li Yuanjiao watched as Li Xuanxuan accepted it, equally elated, exclaiming:
