Ten minutes later, on a small trail through lush green mountains, Jiang Xiaobai covered his forehead, looking utterly speechless at the little rascal beside him.
"Alright, alright, I was seriously listening this time! That monkey was subdued by Lao Jun, right?"
"So what? Look at your attitude just now… Ha, I knew I shouldn't have trusted you!"
The little rascal gritted his teeth. "You're still that…"
Before he could finish, the spirit of the Bagua Furnace suddenly covered his own mouth!
Oh crap, I almost spilled the beans!
Meanwhile, Jiang Xiaobai slowly came to his senses, looking at the Bagua Furnace with confusion. "What were you saying? I'm still what?"
"Nothing! You're still as unreliable as ever!"
With a haughty tilt of his head, the Bagua Furnace grabbed Yue's arm and started walking ahead. Yue, though baffled by the conversation, seemed to harbor some vague memory of the Bagua Furnace—after all, the two were apparently good friends.
