Chu Fan was silent.
Some people dream of roaming the world with a sword in hand, to see all its splendor.
Others carry an iron staff into a brothel, also wanting to see the world's splendor.
With a light tap of his toes, Chu Fan subtly activated the Ghost Shadow Illusionary Body Step. His form shifted like smoke, moving half a foot to the side to deftly avoid Shi Hao's "enthusiastic" hand.
"Hao, easy there."
He started walking toward the Demon Suppression Bureau, teasing, "Be careful not to grind that iron staff of yours down to a needle."
"Hey! What's that supposed to mean!"
Shi Hao wasn't offended. He hoisted the staff onto his shoulder and hurried to catch up. "I'm immersing myself in the mortal world to temper my state of mind!"
The two walked side by side, and Chu Fan couldn't help but ask, "Hao, didn't you go to the Celestial Profound Sect? Why are you in Qing Province all by yourself? Where are Boss Ding and Lin Yue?"
