Wu Jianwu followed behind the captain and Xu Qing, shaking his head as he walked, unaware that in this world, there had finally appeared someone who appreciated him and understood the meaning behind his poems.
"The lonely leaf is missing half its body, how can a bird fly high without wings."
Wu Jianwu sighed softly.
Ning Yan curled his lips and thought to himself that this Wu Jianwu's brain must be different from ordinary people. If he could stand at the top of the world one day, he would definitely give the order to open the latter's head and see what nonsense demon was playing mischief inside.
Wu Jianwu vaguely sensed that something was amiss with Ning Yan's gaze. He turned his head and snorted coldly.
"A shameless child, three feet tall; upon closer look, it's just dog poop!"
Ning Yan glared angrily and wanted to flare up. However, when he thought of all sorts of ferocious beasts with the other party, he held it in.