The next day.
"Wuu wuu wuu... Lu, please don't go... I've heard that the Silver Armored Demon is very ferocious, and you will die if you go."
Xiao Hu was just over ten years old, clinging to Lu Guo and crying.
"Xiao Hu, be good. Brother promises you that I will definitely come back."
Lu Guo patted Xiao Hu on the head, a trace of tenderness crossing his face.
He turned around to address a youth behind him, dressed in coarse hemp cloth, with rough hands and feet, thick eyebrows, and large eyes, "This is Little Tiger of the Wang family, from now on, you are both tenants here, you should get along well with him..."
"Don't worry, Lu, I'll be sure to take care of him as if he was my own little brother!"
The dark-skinned youth laughed heartily in response, exuding a naive and sincere vibe.
"Alright, come with me, let's go meet the master of the house!"
Lu Guo nodded and led the burly youth, Hai Dagui, into Fang Xi's mansion.
