"Yes, yes. This junior will do exactly as you say, Senior."
The square-faced middle-aged man had reached the True Core realm, so he was naturally mature and shrewd. He could clearly sense Xu Yi's impatience, and immediately agreed without hesitation.
In these circumstances, being able to get his life back was already an extraordinary stroke of luck. How could he care whether the other party's demand was bizarre?
And so Xu Yi became an unofficial member of the Three Streams Guests.
At first, the three of them—the square-faced middle-aged man and his companions—were somewhat unaccustomed to Xu Yi's presence. He truly didn't interfere with them in the slightest: when to leave, when to stop, where to go. He never criticized a thing.
They had traveled for three days. Though they had grown used to Xu Yi's presence, they still couldn't figure out what he wanted.
"Big Brother, what do we do now? We can't get rid of this old monster. He sticks to us like a piece of cowhide candy, and we can't get any real business done. We can't just let him drag us along for the rest of our lives."
Three days had been enough for the young man with the big nose to shake off his intense fear.
People were never satisfied. The moment his fear faded, he began longing for freedom again.
In the Purple Domain, divine sense could not be used to communicate. Sending voice transmissions was difficult too, but with enough power, it could still be done.
The square-faced middle-aged man sent a voice transmission. "At a time like this, what else can we do? We'll just keep moving for now and see what this old monster is up to."
The old man with long eyebrows said, "Big Brother, this man is impossible to