Hearing the old man mutter "I don't want to die" over and over, as if trying to hypnotize himself, Xiao Xiao turned to look at the monster beside him.
"Do you regret it?"
He had saved a human who wanted to take his life, an ungrateful wretch.
Gui lowered his eyes to glance at the old man, then looked back at Xiao Xiao.
This was a strange human.
Not only could he see Gui, but there were also monsters accompanying him.
Gui was somewhat curious about him.
At his question, Gui shook his head in confusion.
"Why?"
Gui had wanted to save that human, so he had.
It was simply what Gui wanted to do.
The human hadn't asked Gui to save him, and Gui hadn't expected to get anything in return.
Gui had merely saved a human who could see him.
That was all.
The voice that sounded in his mind caught Xiao Xiao by surprise for a moment.
Then Gui's question left him stunned. Before he could answer, Gui's voice rang in his mind again, tinged with confusion.
"What did that human mean when he said eating my flesh would let him keep living?"
"He's sick. Seriously sick."
"He believes that if he eats your flesh, he'll recover and be able to keep living."
Xiao Xiao looked up at Gui, without raising his voice.
He knew the monster could hear him.
Gui lowered his head slightly.
"But—"
"My flesh can't cure human illnesses."
"Are you talking to the divine turtle?"
The old man's voice suddenly rang out.
His face was full of confusion, and a hint of wary suspicion showed through.
But he'd only heard the young man speak; he hadn't heard the divine turtle make a sound at all.
He wasn't even sure whether