Those words struck Xiao Shou like a wake up call.
Yes.
What did it matter whether Meng Huo was someone from his former world?
Back then, he had fantasized countless times about finally escaping those strange siblings, yet he had never been able to. Now that he finally had the chance to leave them behind, was he really going to create trouble for himself again?
Whether they were people from his former world or transmigrators had anything to do with him?
He really had been too caught up in the situation to see things clearly.
Xiao Shou smiled bitterly and transmitted his voice to Fu Young. "Young'er is right. I was simply blinded by my own thoughts. Sigh."
"Master, you just miss your hometown too much. That's all." Fu Young comforted Xiao Shou through voice transmission.
As long as Master cares about me, that's enough. Who cares where those other people came from? There's no need to pay attention to them.
