"You really are my old companion for life and death."
The Old Mystic Turtle rolled its eyes dramatically.
Who just sits with their backside on their life-and-death brother's back?!
Where in the world does this make sense?
Just as it was about to speak, the Old Mystic Turtle opened its mouth, suddenly stunned, feeling something caught in its momentum. The next moment, the Old Mystic Turtle's vision blurred, and Old Siming was dragged ahead, rushing forward on the water surface.
"Fuck!!!"
"Did you take the bait? We're doomed, doomed, doomed!"
"Miserable old turtle, let go!"
"Aren't we life-and-death companions?! I won't let go!"
Old Siming and the Old Mystic Turtle were both shocked, Old Siming stepping on Old Mystic Turtle, in a manner that seemed to say, "You're gonna die, don't drag me with you", while the Old Mystic Turtle gripped Old Siming with its four short legs, making a show of them getting hooked together.
