"Wow, you are a bad person. They told me so. Anyone who wants me to recognize them as my master must be a bad person."
Qi Wen sighed, "Fine, fine, I'm a bad person, a bad person. So when will you let me out? I need to go find my mom."
"You have a mom?"
"Isn't that obvious? Who doesn't have a mom?"
The sound of magical crying began again.
Qi Wen sat down in frustration. Communicating with the Little Demon was just impossible.
After crying for a while, it asked between sobs, "Why won't you comfort me?"
"I'm still a baby; I need someone to comfort me too."
The hall fell into silence, and Qi Wen decided to start cultivating.
"Say something."
Qi Wen ignored it.
After a while: "Why won't you talk?"
Qi Wen continued to ignore it.
"Do you miss your mom?"
Silence continued.
"Why won't you pay attention to me! I'm still a baby."
Silence persisted.
"Okay, okay, if you play with me, I'll let you out to find your mom."
