Strange Movements

Tattered clothes were still better than going naked. Running around bare-assed was simply too indecent; in this world, without even a scrap to cover one's shame, it was hard to stand tall.

In a fit of anger, the man wrung the little animal's neck, then put on the filthy, ragged garment. He returned to the pool to put on his shoes before searching again.

He searched everywhere, but had no idea where the little animal had taken his clothes. In the end, having no other choice, he could only go back.

He returned to the entrance through which Heaven Valley had entered this realm. A group of Misty Pavilion cultivators were busy with their own affairs there, and he was one of them. Once they entered this place, they would not be able to leave for a year.

When a man suddenly appeared wearing shoes with his thighs bare and only an undershirt covering his shame, everyone froze for a moment before bursting into laughter.

Someone pointed at him and asked, "Cui Buping, whose girl did you mess around with to end up like this? Let me tell you, this isn't the time to fool around."

Cui Buping gave a bitter smile and tossed the dead little animal in his hand before them. "I was soaking in the water when this damned thing carried off my clothes. I have no idea where it took them. I only found this ragged piece still on me. Help me roast this beast. If I don't eat it, I'll never quell the hatred in my heart."

Someone nudged the dead little animal with his foot and asked skeptically, "This thing carried off your clothes right under your nose?"

Cui Buping raised a hand and slapped his forehead. "It was my own fault. Soaking in