Seeing someone ahead, Wang Sheng simply patted Da Bai and asked it to pick up the pace.
It wasn't like he hadn't encountered people before, and it's not like the existence of Martial Artists was unknown in this world, so there should be no big issue.
Furthermore, the person was wearing a Taoist robe and looked far from simple; Wang Sheng did not want to get involved—who knew what the situation was?
However, just as Da Bai passed by, a voice reached Wang Sheng's ears.
"Hold on!"
Wang Sheng ignored the call, and naturally, Da Bai ignored it even more.
Hilarious, Da Bai couldn't even understand these pompous words.
Seeing that neither the man nor the tiger paid any attention to him, Yue, who was sitting on the rock, felt a bit embarrassed.
He had already posed as a high-minded hermit, and yet, the person he wanted to find paid him no attention at all.
Having no other choice, he jumped down from the rock and took off after them, all legs flailing.
"Fellow Taoist, please wait!"
