What difference was there between a masterless Spirit Artifact and a stray dog that had lost its home...
When the Broken Brush said this, Su Mo distinctly sensed that its spirits seemed somewhat low.
It seemed this battered brush, too, had experienced something it could never forget...
For a moment, Su Mo thought of the Reincarnation Mirror, still in the Nine Heavens, and the Void Beast, whose whereabouts were unknown...
Stray dogs without a home... what an apt description!
Were they now like stray dogs, lost and with nowhere to go?
For some reason, a sudden pain pierced Su Mo's heart.
Was he himself... not a stray dog without a home now, too...
Watching the downcast Su Mo, Wu Qian slowly took hold of the hem of his robe. Her lips parted, but she said nothing.
After a long silence, perhaps because he had recalled the past, Su Mo spoke.
"If you want to follow me, you must not casually probe the thoughts of those around me from now on."
Unexpectedly, the Broken Brush refused without a moment's hesitation. "No, that won't work. It's beyond my control."
"Whatever they think, I naturally hear it."
"When someone speaks beside your ear, can you make yourself not hear them?"
After some thought, the Broken Brush said, "But since I've acknowledged you as my master, out of consideration for you..."
"At most, I won't say it aloud..."
Su Mo sighed softly and nodded. As long as it did not say anything aloud, that would do.
Beside him, Wu Qian visibly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Lastly, you must teach me the Spell to dissolve this Contract..." After a moment's deliberation, Su Mo spoke slowly.
"Why?" the Broken Brush asked in confusion.
Su Mo slowly turned toward the Forbidden Land. "There are many dangers