"Haha~" Song Heng suddenly laughed. "Right. If we saw through the Factory Owner's intentions, that would be rather unbecoming. There are plenty of foul-mouthed people in our mountain. Mountain-Sitting Duck should be able to find a fellow Daoist."
What he had actually wanted to say was that the Factory Owner had quite the foul mouth too. He could pressure you with his aura while stepping on your head and cursing you, his aggression exceptionally fierce.
Song Heng had once heard that Ji Yan, the Nine Heavens Alliance Leader, had left behind a rather interesting remark in some Prison Pavilion within Star Pivot. For the moment, he could not recall it.
"Fatty Song, now you're talking about 'our mountain' too?!" Gu Li Sheng frowned deeply. "Do you want me to send you back to the mountain as well?"
"Oh, Gu Chuiniu, what's the relationship between us?" Song Heng suddenly laughed it off. "After some years, once our Heavenly Palace starts showing some promise, I'll bring Shui Yu over and take the chance to return to the mountain for a look."
"Alright. We'll travel together then."
Gu Li Sheng smiled and nodded gently. "I'll go back to see Auntie too. Remember to prepare more gifts for the Fishing Emperor, lest he throws us out of the Immortal Domain."
"Hahaha, this Daoist Priest naturally understands." Song Heng laughed heartily.
He had followed the Factory Owner all the way from his humble beginnings. How could he forget such human relations?
For no apparent reason, they exchanged a smile.
They suddenly felt that it was good for Chen Xun to be there. At least, they would have no worries in the Myriad Mysterious Eastern Land. It was a feeling they had never known before—peaceful and serene.
And at this moment.
Gu Li Sheng's gaze remained