The man with the black mask argued with Feng Xuan, then kicked a nearby tree.
"Why did you call me here?"
Feng Xuan spoke.
"Oh, nothing, just wanted to see an old brother I haven't seen in thousands of years."
Taotie's eyelids flipped again.
"We were merely birthed together; the term 'brother' is a human invention, irrelevant to us."
These words indeed aligned with Feng Xuan's own thoughts.
Good brothers?
What is that?
Can you eat it?
Oh, for Taotie, at least.
Even brothers are for eating.
Taotie spoke.
"I want you to help me find someone."
Feng Xuan rarely lost his sarcastic demeanor.
"Who?"
"A woman who smells really nice."
After speaking, Taotie swallowed audibly again.
"Her blood smells delicious."
Feng Xuan nodded.
"Alright, I understand."
Taotie was stunned.
"You understand?"
"Mm."
Honestly, Taotie himself wasn't really clear, yet this Qiongqi figured it out first??
Fine, no wonder Qiongqi is the smartest one.
