"It's a long story. Brother Peng saved me, and of course, I saved him too. You could say we were friends who had faced life and death together..."
And so, Huang Xiao told the two of them about his past with the Golden-Winged Roc. Now that Brother Peng was dead, recounting those events also took Huang Xiao back through his memories of their time together.
After hearing Huang Xiao's account, Hong Yi and Dugu Sheng were both rather moved.
Whatever else might be said, the Golden-Winged Roc was a rare beast of this world who understood human feelings. They therefore did not regard him as an ordinary bird or beast, but as a person.
Given the bond between Huang Xiao and the Golden-Winged Roc, they truly could be called friends who had faced life and death together-true friends.
With such a friend dead, his grief was naturally profound.
"Brother Huang, please accept my condolences," Hong Yi said, gently patting Huang Xiao on the shoulder.
"The dead are gone, Brother Huang. Shall we lay them to rest?" Dugu Sheng said.
Huang Xiao nodded. "Letting them rest in the earth would be good! But we can't bury them nearby, lest those people of the Jianghu secretly covet their bodies."
Hong Yi and Dugu Sheng agreed with Huang Xiao. After all, the Golden-Winged Roc and his mate were both rare beasts of this world. Even dead, they were a fortune in some people's eyes.
Huang Xiao would never allow anyone to desecrate the couple's bodies, so naturally, they could not be buried nearby. They needed to find somewhere secluded and quiet.
Huang Xiao walked over to the young bird, intending to take it along, but he did not seem very willing to follow Huang Xiao.
When Dugu Sheng came over as well, he