He doesn't completely distrust his silly disciple.
But Liu Erniu is truly a bit clueless.
If Duan Chaolong hadn't been with him, he would have died ten times over in the past six months!
Now, with so many chatting mortals sitting on the square, if one happened to have a powerful crossbow and harbored ill intentions, it would be entirely possible to seriously injure him while he was restoring his Spiritual Power in meditation, lost in his own thoughts.
Duan Chaolong meditated to recover, while Liu Erniu, acting completely helpless, took out the Magic Sword given to him by his master and sat there blankly.
Perhaps it's because the end of the world is approaching that these mortals, who long ago saw through it all, felt less awe for cultivators and more curiosity about mysterious things.
An elderly man, dressed in fine clothes and looking bright, even took the initiative to sit beside Liu Erniu, wearing a black official hat embedded with precious gemstones.
