Li Qiye gave his command, "Alright, it's time for us to go. Our business here is finished."
Xiao Niqiu immediately scurried along behind Li Qiye, wagging his tail like an eager puppy. Chi Xiaodie, on the other hand, was completely bewildered. The whole situation was simply too bizarre—a talking worm that was also exceptionally good at cursing people out.
"Brother Dao, please wait," the old Daoist called out hastily as Li Qiye was about to leave. "I just happened to hunt some game. How about you stay and have a taste, Brother Dao?"
Li Qiye turned, glanced at the old Daoist, and nodded. "Very well. I'll have a drink with you." With that, he walked straight into the Daoist temple.
The old Daoist was overjoyed. He shot into the temple like a whirlwind, and a moment later, a CLANGING and BANGING erupted from the kitchen. In the blink of an eye, the old Daoist brought out a table laden with dishes.
