"I'm from Huaxia," Bai Pu nodded.
"Ha, I knew it! A fellow countryman! My surname is Mu, and how should I address you, little brother?" Old Mu asked with a smile.
"Uncle, you can just call me Little Bai." Bai Pu could feel that this Uncle Mu had no ill intentions.
"Alright, Little Bai."
Old Mu turned his head and said, "Honorable guards, I'll pay this young man's passage fee for him."
"Sure, Old Mu, that's really generous of you." The tall guard waved his hand indifferently, "Giving him to you saves me the trouble of notifying the shelter."
The short guard followed, saying, "Kid, you're lucky, the shelter isn't a good place."
"It's just that I don't have a Spirit Avoidance Pattern on me..." Bai Pu was still a bit worried.
"Don't worry, Little Bai, I have a Spirit Avoidance Pattern on me. As long as we stay in contact, its effect will also work on you, like sharing an umbrella for a while," Old Mu patted Bai Pu on the shoulder.
