Su He laughed heartily.
"Thank you! I'll treat you to some tender grass later!"
The cow's eyes widened indignantly, "Old cows don't eat tender grass; we eat meat!"
As it bellowed, below Su He had already grabbed Ji Feixue and shattered the spatial boundary to leave directly. Only a voice echoed with the Divine Sense, "Next time we meet, a mountain of delicacies from the land and sea, all for your choosing!"
The old Yellow Bull snorted through its nose, satisfied as it shook its body. It then turned its head back to the Free Bodhisattva, the corner of its mouth twitching into a smirk, "Picking on my girl and son-in-law?"
