"How should I address you, big brother?"
The shabby old man looked at Jiang Feng with a solemn expression. Combined with his abstract-looking face, he truly seemed rather comical.
Jiang Feng sighed inwardly. At this point, he could only resign himself to fate.
"Jiang Feng!" Jiang Feng gave his name.
Tian Xuan grinned. "Big brother, my name is Tian Xuan. From now on, you can call me Little Xuan."
Jiang Feng's mouth twitched. Little Xuan—no matter how he heard it, it sounded like the name of someone who served the emperor.
Still, he put on a show and patted Tian Xuan on the shoulder. "Mm, Little Xuan. From now on, we're brothers."
He had already grasped the essence of communicating with Tian Xuan. Only by going along with this old fellow and joining him in his nonsense could he keep the old man from suddenly short-circuiting and doing something outrageously excessive.
Jiang Feng seemed to understand why Tian Xuan had been sealed within the God-Sealing Tablet.
Tian Xuan nodded excitedly, his huge head bobbing like a chicken pecking at rice.
His head had already been large to begin with, and with his fluffy, disheveled hair, it looked even bigger.
"Big brother, you must take good care of Little Xuan from now on."
"Between brothers, we must bare our hearts and show our guts!"
"If there's anything good, big brother, you must remember Little Xuan."
"Of course, Little Xuan will help big brother with things too."
"Once we get out of here, Little Xuan will help big brother beat up Taishan."
"That Taishan has some nerve, throwing big brother into the God-Sealing Tablet."
"Once Little Xuan gets out, I'll definitely strip off his pants and whip his butt hard!"
Seeing Tian Xuan chatter on without any intention of stopping, Jiang Feng