The clatter of hooves echoed through the forest, accompanied by a whimpering sound.
Chen Ji and Old Ears rode ahead, Yuan Xing lagged behind with Yuan Xi. Yuan Xing watched their backs, muttering something quietly: "Trespassing the Martial Temple Mountain Gate... Five Sounds of Martial Arts Roar... six sword seeds... No wonder they dared to return to Shangjing City!"
It seemed Yuan Xing had figured out many things.
Hearing Yuan Xi whimpering, he patted his back and gently comforted him: "Stop whining, don't you understand what 'immense wealth' means?"
Upon hearing this, Yuan Xi widened his eyes, and his whimpering lessened.
Yuan Xing continued speaking to himself: "It's because of our many years of friendship that I brought you here. Don't be ungrateful. When I become the Minister of the Imperial Secretariat, I'll appoint you as the Council Chief Executive Officer, allowing you to command all the military forces in the world."
