After a short acquaintance with the Divine Moonshiner, Donghai returned to his apartment straight. He was still full of doubt as the beautiful face somewhat kind of reminded him of Immortal He Xiangu and the coincidence of the same smell.
But he rejected it saying: "Hmm, no way that feisty girl could be Immortal He Xiangu. As far as I believe she must be somewhere in the Heavenly Realm, enjoying her wine or flirting with some immortals." Then he shook his head.
A blurry white figure dashed toward Donghai and landed on his left shoulder.
"Martial Uncle Lin, have you met Mr. Divine Hands Moonshiner?" asked Hui Lang, the white puppy.
"Mr. Divine Hands Moonshiner!" Donghai Lin laughed like a fool as the moonlight reflected from her beautiful face, which made the moon even shy kept appearing in his mind.
"Woof! Woof!" the white puppy barked twice, waking the lover boy from his sweet daydream.
