Ever since learning that the Big Yellow Dog Chen Changan kept liked visiting brothels, Qi Wushang had been filled with curiosity about Big Yellow, too.
Just what kind of divine hound was this, to be so obsessed with brothels?
If he couldn't see such a wondrous creature for himself, it would be a lifelong regret.
"Brother Chen, it's a promise, then. If you get the chance, you have to introduce me."
"Mm, got it."
"Don't forget."
"I won't."
"So when can I meet him?"
"Are you ever going to shut up?"
"I'm just curious..."
Chen Changan had figured it out. Qi Wushang really was a gossip, but only on the surface—there was no depth to it.
He'd been asking questions nonstop the whole way, to the point that Chen Changan was about ready to draw his sword!
Whoosh!
Suddenly, Chen Changan's thoughts stirred, and the Red Dust Sword appeared in his hand.
Its tip pointed straight at Qi Wushang, making his expression change.
"One more word, and I won't be polite."
"But... I haven't even said anything yet."
"I can tell you're about to."
"Damn..."
Qi Wushang hadn't expected Chen Changan to react so strongly. He'd only glanced at him, and Chen Changan had drawn his sword?
With no other choice, Qi Wushang could only force an awkward smile. After all, he knew exactly what he'd been about to say.
On this journey, Chen Changan had practically forced Qi Wushang into becoming a mute.
Every time he tried to speak, he saw Chen Changan keeping his sword in hand and could only swallow his words.
"We've been walking for days. How much farther is the Flowing Light Sword Tomb?"
"Speak up. Stop gesturing."
"Whew, Brother Chen, am I allowed to talk now?"
"If it's useful, sure."
"We'll be there in