"Little Mink, what are you thinking about?"
After a while, seeing Lightning Mink staring at the auspicious clouds and flying beasts in silence, as if something was on his mind, Wu De sat up straight, looked at him, and asked.
Lightning Mink spat out the grass leaf from his mouth, sat up as well, and said calmly, "Nothing."
"We've been brothers for a long time; I know you the best!"
Wu De patted Lightning Mink on the shoulder, chuckled, and said, "When you're carefree and laughing, it means nothing's wrong; when you're silent, it means something is definitely up! Just tell me what it is, maybe this Taoist Master can help you!"
Lightning Mink rolled his eyes, looking somewhat disdainful, then gazed into the distance, lost in thought.
