Seeing Di Tou approach with the ink knife, Huang Shu couldn't help but feel a little nervous and wiggled around, causing his nail to sway in the wind. "Master immortal… what are you looking for this humble rat for today?"
Letting out a suave smile, Di Tou said, "Ah, nothing much. I was just thinking about cutting you out of that horrid piece of wood."
His eyes widened. Huang Shu looked at Di Tou and rapidly shook his head, "Master immortal, difficulties are difficulties, but I abide by the original principles. Everything on my body is a gift from my parents. I couldn't bear to leave any of it behind."
Shaking his head, Di Tou said, "That's all well and good, but you can't stay on the wood forever? If nothing else, I'm not willing to provide food for you all your life. Hair will regrow, and wounds will heal. I'm sure your parents would understand if you lost a little to save your life.
