"Hehe!" Yao Ruoxian’s old face was creased with amusement.
He realized that this kid really didn’t know how to hold back. ‘I can’t believe he agreed just like that, but this is good as well. This is good, very good.’
He tucked the battle armor into his storage ring. Without another word, he quickly stepped out of the cave manor, and chased after Charcoal.
"Fat Thief! Fat Thief!"
After just being mistreated, Charcoal head snapped back in horror—seeing it was the old man, he immediately dashed away.
Yao Ruoxian rose up into the skies and chased him from up above. He continued to use a Yao Core to entice him, but seeing that it had no effect; he rolled his eyes and tossed it over agreeably. Then, he landed and stopped giving chase to avoid startling Charcoal.
Unexpectedly, this didn’t work either. Charcoal simply jumped over the spot where the Yao Core had dropped in front of him.
