"Chicky, don’t tell me that you truly can’t bear to leave the place?" Lin Fan who was on the run after his show of bullsh*t was now quite a distance away from Xianling Sect with Chicky. But looking at Chicky’s desolate face, Lin Fan was feeling helpless. Seemed like pleasure was indeed addictive.
‘Cuckcuckoo…’ Chicky sat on Lin Fan’s shoulders listlessly. Spreading out his wings and shrinking his head, he looked into the distance as though he was reminiscing about before.
Lin Fan flicked Chicky’s head, "Alright, don’t give me that deadbeat look. We’ve still got an important thing to do."
And of course, that important thing Lin Fan was talking about was none other than to conquer all the Seven Saints Treasure Map locations, so that Seven Saint that old fogey would lose every last bit of hope.
‘Woof woof…!’ Just then, Lin Fan released the black dog he had always kept in his storage.
