Master of Fangcun

“How does it feel?”

This time, Elder Mu did not remain as silent as a stone statue. Instead, he took the initiative to speak.

Over these past fourteen years, Li Shun had often talked with “Qiqi,” so he had not lost the ability to converse.

“Qiqi” was the name Li Shun had given the tree-horse beneath him.

Li Shun thought for a moment, then answered seriously:

“The scenery is beautiful, but there is no one here. Eternal and unchanging for ten thousand ages... truly rather dull.”

This answer seemed somewhat beyond Elder Mu’s expectations. He froze for a moment.

Then he muttered Li Shun’s words under his breath.

“Eternal and unchanging for ten thousand ages, truly rather dull. Hahaha...”