The Nine Prisons King stood in the air thousands of meters above the Glazed Island as he stared at the seas afar and felt the warm breeze that brushed against his face.
Mike flapped his gold wings as he stood in the air with him.
The Nine Prisons King said, "After at least two years, or at most three years, the Huangshen Trident will be returned to you. I might be the one bringing it back to you, or it might be some other king or duke. But no matter what, you'll have to carry on walking down the path for us."
"I understand!" Mike said.
"Two to three years isn't a very short time, but it isn't a very long time either. You'd have to be prepared, and you'd have to have improved drastically by then. Once you've taken the Huangshen Trident back, you'd have to carry on fighting
