"Oi, old man Hai, I came to see you. Is it okay to park my wheelchair at your door?"
"Did you get anyone to look into that intel I brought you last time?"
After returning to Desert City, Sun Buxiao went straight to Hai Bodong's little shop. He entered on his cane, found a seat, and crossed his legs as he looked at Hai Bodong.
Hai Bodong: ...?
"You little bastard, get over here!"
Hai Bodong's expression instantly twisted into a snarl, and he lunged at Sun Buxiao.
"Hey, hey, hey!"
Sun Buxiao sprinted on his cane, dodging Hai Bodong's attack.
"Old man, what are you doing? I brought you intel on a heavenly flame, remember? Instead of thanking me, you pull this? What's that supposed to mean?"
"How the fuck do you have the nerve to say that?"
Sun Buxiao had made Hai Bodong so angry that he laughed.
"The rumors you spread about me and the Snake-People Tribe are known all over Tagor now! Do you know how strangely the Mittel Family members look at me these days?"
"Enough talk! No matter what, I'm giving you a beating today to vent my anger!"
Xiao Yi Xian stood at the door, watching the chickens fly and dogs leap inside, unsure whether she should go in.
After quite a while of noisy chaos, Hai Bodong realized he could neither do anything to Sun Buxiao nor catch him. Gritting his teeth, he could only give up.
"...You broke through to Dou Ling?"
Looking at Sun Buxiao's Dou Qi Cane, Hai Bodong took a couple of ragged breaths, then smacked his lips.
Fucking Woeful Poison Body. He cultivated so damn fast...!
Just now, Sun Buxiao had used that cane to run like the wind on one leg. Combined with his movement technique,