Ouyang patted Little Bie San on the head, signaling for the monkey to put him down.
Little Bie San put Ouyang down without understanding why, looking at the big boss in bewilderment.
Ouyang had clearly looked like an imbecile just moments ago, yet now he acted as though nothing had happened.
"Big boss, are you better again?" Little Bie San asked, somewhat puzzled.
Still unaccustomed to being unable to see after losing his sight, Ouyang staggered slightly and steadied himself against Little Bie San's shoulder.
With white gauze covering his eyes, Ouyang smiled unconcernedly and said, "If I weren't a fool, how would they dare come out?"
Originally, he had scattered his True Essence throughout heaven and earth simply to safeguard his second junior brother's path.
After all, given Leng Qingsong's temperament, if forced to choose between him and heaven and earth, that brat might really make the wrong choice.
He was this world's Child of the Plane to begin with. How could he abandon heaven and earth for an Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon with a surname but no name? Ouyang did not want Leng Qingsong to commit such a gravely rebellious wrong.
That was also why he had spent so long folding Paper Butterflies and Paper Cranes.
The drawback was obvious: he had lost so much True Essence that he had developed something like senile dementia.
But there was one unexpected benefit: so long as he wished, he could know anything that happened upon this land!
In other words, he had now become the greatest Land God on this land!
He had also discovered those rats lurking in the shadows beneath the Mortal World.
But those rats were far too cunning, and far too vigilant.
The slightest rustle of wind through grass would leave them like birds startled by a