On the road.
They walked farther and farther, their pace utterly ordinary.
"Xun Bro."
"I'm here."
"Do we have enough family assets?"
"Of course. Why ask that?" Chen Xun's voice was warm and gentle.
"Hehe."
Little Scarlet gave a lewd grin, and even its laughter sounded lewd. "Xun Bro, actually, ninety percent of the family assets in my Grotto-Heaven Realm are Image Recording Stones. Some recorded us scavenging trash, some recorded our travels across the Three Thousand Great Worlds, and many recorded the Immortal Realm..."
"Hehe."
Chen Xun's breathing stalled slightly. He teased, "I told you to cultivate properly. Why are you always neglecting proper business? You dug up so many mineral veins—where are the treasures?"
"They're all at home."
The smile on Little Scarlet's face turned warm as well. It spoke in fits and starts, "...Xun Bro, if our family ever goes bankrupt in the future, you can still use mine. Thinking back, I haven't really been able to help you much along the way. It's enough if I can save up a little more foundation for the family... enough."
"Fuck you..." Chen Xun cursed with a smile as he looked down the road ahead. His voice had begun to tremble, strangely so.
"Really, Xun Bro... I started back when we were at the Forbidden Sea—Demon Nest." Little Scarlet smiled with some difficulty, seeming to desperately want to explain.
"Mm. I know."
Suddenly, Chen Xun's voice turned serious as well. Little Scarlet was a little different from usual today. He could not joke with it.
Black Bull walked silently at the side, his expression grave.
No matter how much time passed, that period would never grow blurry for them, nor would they ever forget it. Little Scarlet had always been frugal. Back then, it had even been reluctant to