Zhao Xiongge and Yuan Gang knew each other. After all, Zhao Xiongge had once stayed at Thatched Cottage Manor in a flamboyant floral robe, and he knew Yuan Gang was Niu Youdao's trusted confidant.
"That's your master, not mine. He's in the Sacred Realm..." At this point, Zhao Xiongge's eyes flew open. He seemed to snap sober from his drunken state in an instant, propping himself halfway up from the creek bank. In a clear voice, he asked, "You mean he can contact the outside world from within the Sacred Realm?"
Yuan Gang said, "I don't know how he contacted us."
Zhao Xiongge said, "You don't know? Then how can you be sure it's him contacting you and not someone impersonating him?"
Yuan Gang said, "No one can impersonate him."
Seeing how certain he was, Zhao Xiongge knew there had to be a reason. He lazily reclined again. "What is so important that you had to come find me in person?"
"Our contact may not be secure. Some matters are not suitable to mention in letters." Yuan Gang seemed somewhat cautious, carefully examining the surroundings as he spoke.
Zhao Xiongge said, "Relax. There's no one nearby. If any unfamiliar scent appears within several li, my mount will sniff it out."
Yuan Gang raised his head and looked at the fierce-looking Golden Fur Roar standing atop a boulder. The Golden Fur Roar turned its head to look back at him as well.
Yuan Gang asked, "This is the Golden Fur Roar?"
Zhao Xiongge said, "Nonsense. My mount doesn't like listening to nonsense."
"Hrr..." Yuan Gang suddenly spread his arms and let out a low, muffled roar at the Golden Fur Roar on the boulder.
"Roar..." The Golden Fur Roar answered, but its momentum was far weaker. It no longer possessed the