Having said this, the Masked Old Man paid Wang Jiu no further attention. Instead, he looked at Fan Zhongkun and said, "Rather interesting. With so little strength, you've actually achieved some resonance with Inugami. Your strength is rather meager at present, but you're barely worth nurturing. Perhaps you might still be of some use."
"Senior, please give me any orders you have. Even if it costs me my life, I'll see them through," Fan Zhongkun said hastily.
He understood the meaning behind the Masked Old Man's words.
This man probably had no intention of taking his Inugami. To Fan Zhongkun, that was tremendous good fortune. So if this masked man had any orders, he truly was willing to carry them out. Had he not ordered those Martial Realm experts to get out earlier, death would probably have been his only fate.
Now, however, he had kept both his life and Inugami. If the other man wanted him to do something, even a task with nine chances of death and one of survival would be better than certain death.
Wang Jiu said nothing more, merely waiting quietly for what the masked man would say next.
"Guard this lad for two months, until his power recovers," the Masked Old Man said.
Hearing this, Wang Jiu inwardly breathed a sigh of relief. If that was all, there would be no problem.
In fact, even without the Masked Old Man saying so, he would have lent Huang Xiao a hand. It would count as repayment for the lad's gift of the saber. Besides, because Huang Xiao had once saved Cheng Duanjin, he had a favorable impression of him. If he could help, he would naturally give Huang Xiao a hand.
Fan Zhongkun hurriedly answered, "Yes. Two months is no problem. Even a year or