Before the waterfall, Chen Xu speculated in his heart.
Cai Lao Zhuang, however, tilted his head with his back bent, full of admiration and longing, said: "How can there be anyone like the King in this world? All us ghosts rely on the King's protection, wishing only for the King to live forever."
He was a ghost, and the King he spoke of was also a ghost, yet he repeatedly referred to the other as a person.
Having said this, Cai Lao Zhuang crossed his hands over his chest, bent his waist, and performed a deep bow towards the waterfall.
Upon seeing this, Chen Xu quickly pretended to clumsily follow suit, making a ridiculous bow.
Cai Lao Zhuang chuckled, beckoned to Chen Xu and then stepped toward the waterfall.
The waterfall surged with the momentum of thunder, and Cai Lao Zhuang charged forward without any protection.
Boom—
Chen Xu followed closely behind, also without any protection.
