The rain had just cleared over the small courtyard.
Wall-Hopper Brother arrived in Dewdrop Town with the air of a street thug, and passersby scattered out of his way.
After asking around, he reached the courtyard gate. The old stone wall, chest-high around the yard, was green with moss. Faint sounds of fighting and clashing blades drifted from behind the Thatched Hut. The Black Horse, which he had seen a few times before, was clearing the weeds in the yard—or rather, eating what it could eat and trampling what it could not, diligently going about its work.
He peered through the broken wicker gate for quite a while without spotting the demon. Wall-Hopper Brother did not know whether he should go in or wait outside.
Before long, Wall-Hopper Brother saw the boy the demon had sent him to find return to the front yard. The boy, once skinny as a stray dog, had become strong as an ox in just a few days. Well then, another one who had made a deal with the demon.
Ren Zhuo was drenched in sweat, as though he had just been fished out of water. He came to the front yard, grabbed the medicinal meal, and began stuffing it into his mouth.
After eating this stuff for so long, he no longer felt anything. Every meal was like cramming things into his stomach, and he had long forgotten the taste of coarse-grain cakes.
Wall-Hopper Brother habitually sprawled atop the chest-high stone wall and lazily greeted him, looking thoroughly suited to the pose.
"Kid, is that especially beautiful dem... female hero here?"
"Neigh~"
The Black Horse, which was clearing the lawn, answered him. It lifted its long black face and greeted him spiritedly. Wall-Hopper Brother gave the Black Horse a curious glance but showed no