In the end, Meng Chuan failed to squeeze any useful information out of the Chat Group.
It was as though he had wrung it dry.
But Meng Chuan still suspected the Chat Group was hiding something. He just couldn't squeeze it out on his own.
He made a mental note of that. One day, he would slap Meng Qi in the face.
Then Meng Chuan dismissed the little group and told it not to disturb his rest.
Meng Chuan turned his attention back to Little Nonpoint. When he saw what the little fellow was doing, he was left speechless.
Stone Village was far from the Heaven Mending Pavilion. Little Nonpoint had a long journey ahead of him, most of it through desolate mountains and wilderness.
Right now, Little Nonpoint was chasing a Tiger. Whenever he caught it, he grabbed its tail and swung it around, then let it go and chased it again.
He was having the time of his life, putting on a Chaotic Ancient Era version of chasing a Tiger across a ravine.
Meng Chuan strongly suspected Little Nonpoint had forgotten why he had left Stone Village.
He was just playing.
Once he tired himself out, the little fellow lay down on the ground to rest, utterly unconcerned with appearances and filthy from head to toe.
Suddenly, the little fellow sprang up with a Carp Flip. He glanced around furtively, then, finding no one nearby, dashed over to a large tree.
He reached a little hand down and began to pee.
Afterward, Little Nonpoint washed his hands in the river. He looked up at Taiyang and decided it was still early, so he swiftly climbed another tree to raid a bird's nest.
Meng Chuan watched the little fellow, a vein twitching at the corner of his eye.
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