Venerable Wushi dissipated from the courtyard like mist and clouds, and the fog shrouding the Six-Tusked White Elephant dispersed with him.
The Six-Tusked White Elephant blinked, as though it had only just noticed Su Hao, and cried out, "Su Hao, you've come out of seclusion!"
"..." Su Hao looked at it strangely. "What do you mean, I've come out of seclusion?"
"Obviously. You went into seclusion for more than half a month again. You work too hard—it's making me panic."
The Six-Tusked White Elephant trotted quickly over, chattering away about this and that.
Su Hao fell thoughtful. "So you've forgotten everything that just happened?"
"What happened?" The Six-Tusked White Elephant frowned. "You're always appearing and disappearing like a ghost, and you're stronger than me. Did you pull some prank to mess with me?"
Su Hao was now completely certain. That white mist of Venerable Wushi's had not only immobilized the Six-Tusked White Elephant, but also erased its memories of what had just happened. Clearly, he had not wanted the Six-Tusked White Elephant to remember those matters.
"Nothing..." Su Hao changed the subject, a teasing smile curling his lips. "It's been a long time since I stretched my limbs. Want to go outside and spar? Let me see whether you've improved lately."
"Spar?" The Six-Tusked White Elephant immediately panicked. Its gaze darted about as it stammered, "Forget it. Lord Elephant has been cultivating a secret art lately, so I can't fight casually. Besides, your cultivation is far higher than mine. What's there to spar about?"
As it spoke, it nimbly retreated beneath the Bodhi Tree, refusing to move another step no matter what.
It definitely could not win. Losing would be humiliating, and if it did not spar, then it had not lost. Not losing meant winning.
Thinking of it that