The Massive City

Uncle?

Mao Fu frowned as he was confused.

Even though he looked young, he was in reality, very old.

He was sure that he was much older than Chu Yu, who looked like a normal human.

Chu Yu had communicated with him via mental waves, so there was no chance of a mistake.

When did his mother ever have a young brother like him?

Mao Fu furrowed his brows and asked Chu Yu, "My fellow Daoist, are you trying to take advantage of me somehow?".

"What use do I have for that?! From the moment we've met, I've fallen into all your traps. If it was not for you, me and Qing Er would have already gone to the land of soul suppression," Chu Yu barked angrily.

"You would've died if you went there," replied Mao Fu.

"So? My sworn brother and sister are all from the Qing Qiu Foxes Clan, my brother's name is Zhao Man Tian!".

Mao Fu was speechless.

"Please help Uncle!" Mao Fu plead as a look of joy appeared on his face.