The Older You Get, the More You Regress

Beneath Dragonrider Island, Lin Jun and the White Fox had been walking for half a day. Not once had the White Fox looked back to question him.

Lin Jun, for his part, acted as though he had no idea what the White Fox intended and simply followed along.

"You look a little nervous, don't you?"

Lao Xu walked up beside the White Fox and asked with a smile.

The White Fox showed nothing on his face, but Lao Xu had spent years dealing with these ancient creatures. How could he fail to notice?

The White Fox shot Lao Xu a cold glance. He said nothing and kept moving.

Lao Xu merely smiled and returned to Lin Jun's side.

The White Fox was indeed panicking. Inside him, the thousands of consciousnesses from the Spirit Grounds were all clamoring, and their dispute came down to one thing: Lin Jun.

Lin Jun seemed far too calm. The White Fox had prepared himself to answer every question Lin Jun might ask, yet Lin Jun had not said a word since coming down, as though he trusted the White Fox completely.

Would an Absolute Martial expert really believe his baseless claims?

Strange. It was far too strange.

The White Fox could hardly stop himself from explaining something to Lin Jun—where they were, how Ling Xi was doing, anything at all.

Lin Jun's silence put the White Fox under unbearable pressure.

He was not afraid of Lin Jun asking questions. He was afraid Lin Jun would not ask anything.

Lin Jun seemed to notice the White Fox watching him and smiled. That smile nearly scared the White Fox out of his wits.

The White Fox felt as though he understood something, but he still could not bring himself to believe it.

With those doubts weighing on