Kunlun Mountain, a corner of the Interception Sect's grounds.
Zhao Gongming stopped in his tracks, his brows furrowing slightly as he looked over.
The three burly men surrounding someone were all huge and brutish, with fierce expressions.
They were Qiushou Xian, one of the Seven Attendant Immortals, whose true form was a green lion; Lingya Xian, whose true form was a white elephant; and Jinguang Xian, whose true form was a golden-maned roar.
And the one trembling in their midst was none other than the youngest of the Seven Attendant Immortals, Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal.
But Dingguang Xian's looks... were a little unfair.
He had delicate, fair features and a pair of large, watery eyes.
Two long, fluffy rabbit ears drooped from the top of his head.
He looked adorably dazed and aggrieved, like a little punching bag.
Watching three burly men surround one helpless pretty boy, Zhao Gongming couldn't help muttering in confusion,
"What are they doing?"
"Are they shooting a movie or something?"
Golden Spirit Holy Mother, standing beside him, blinked and asked curiously,
"Junior Brother, what is a movie?"
Zhao Gongming kept a straight face and explained with complete seriousness,
"Oh, it's a kind of... art form with few people, a simple setting, very direct shots, and plenty of action scenes."
Jin Ling nodded, seeming to understand.
Just then, Qiushou Xian's arrogant voice came from nearby.
He raised a fan-sized hand and repeatedly smacked Dingguang Xian on the head. The blows weren't enough to kill him, but they were deeply humiliating.
"Dingguang Xian, you think you deserve to be called one of the Seven Attendant Immortals?"
"Look at us. We're all at the peak of the Golden Immortal realm. And you? You're only at the early stage!"
"Taking you along would lower the bar for all of us.