A Promise with Wai Late Dao

Silver Fox woke up with cold sweat. He only remembered that he was mid-battle with that guy from the Golden Family, and there was a trap!

Tshtsh

Tshtsh~

Silver Fox made sounds randomly, clawing everything around him.

"Calm down, you are very safe now."

He heard a voice. Silver Fox opened his eyes to look around him. He saw that he was in someone’s room and lying on a jade bed. There was nothing else in the room other than another person, everything was quiet.

Silver Fox had seen this person before. It was the teacher of Howling Forest, Wai Late Dao, whose nickname was Clown.

In Silver Fox’s memory, Wai Late Dao liked to talk big. His Master, everyone else, even Wai Late Dao’s own disciple Howling Forest kind of looked down on him. But now, Wai Late Dao was calmly sitting in front of a wooden table, carefully drawing something. It was very different from what Silver Fox had remembered.