"Alas, the Sacred Protector, she really is a woman with deep sins..."
Sa Rilang, "...???"
Li Fan waved his hand, "It's nothing, I was just sighing. If you have the chance in the future, buy some expired pineapples for the Sect Leader to eat."
"What on earth did you two talk about!"
In fact, they didn't talk about much, what's there for two men to talk about? A cigarette, a drink, all is understood without words.
Just like the Sect Leader said, he indeed had no particular agenda, probably just wanting to take another look at the Sacred Protector before going into seclusion, to ascertain the qualifications of the new altar master, knowing to whom he has entrusted the Sacred Protector he guarded for so many years.
Of course, an old tiger is probably not the ideal protector of the Sacred Protector, but it's not far off. A pure beast is at least better than a despicable man with honey on the lips and a sword in the belly.
