Wang Qian and Li Kun left the pet shop together. The dusk in early winter was quite chilly, with the sun going down around the horizon.
Li Kun put his hands close to his mouth to warm them with his warm breath, then tucked them back into his pockets. He looked at the setting sun in the west, tilted his head and said to Wang Qian, "Tricks! Master is definitely playing tricks!"
As his best friend, Wang Qian read his mind easily and he agreed, "Getting a cold is Master’s pretense. His enemies will assume he’s weak right now and try to attack him, but Master will beat them up easily!"
They looked at each other, smiled, and admired their cleverness.
"Come on, we should go back to school, there are classes after dinner," complained Wang Qian. "I mean, we are prestigious immortality cultivators, and going to class is not cool at all..."
"Right... That's why people say it's a painstaking course to cultivate immortality. Master must be using this task to test our willpowers."
