Watching Nine Dragons Great Saint closing his eyes and almost starting to snore, Yang Zhen hurriedly said, "Don't, buddy, don't go to sleep yet, what did you just mean by 'the same kind of person'?"
Nine Dragons Great Saint gave no response, emitting a strange aura, as if smoked by fire, with wisps of blue smoke rising from him.
Unable to hold such curiosity in his heart, Yang Zhen glanced at the cheap cat and tentatively asked, "King covers the earth tiger? Sesame open the door? Chicken you're so beautiful? Beer and crayfish? Dammit, buddy, at least say something."
The cheap cat poked Yang Zhen's leg and suggested, "He's already asleep, how about we go out for some crayfish while waiting?"
Yang Zhen glared at the cheap cat and firmly sat down beside Nine Dragons Great Saint, declaring, "No way, I'm going to wait right here."
The cheap cat paused and asked in surprise, "Why though, if it's just the same kind of person, what's so special about it?"
