Chu Yi was being dragged along by Old Man Zhuge. On one hand, he was very curious, but on the other, he felt deeply annoyed.
Being treated like a child in front of so many people, with Old Man Zhuge yanking him like this, was truly embarrassing.
"Old Man Zhuge, where exactly are you taking me?"
Chu Yi asked, puzzled.
"Hehe, to a great place."
Old Man Zhuge said mysteriously.
As he spoke, he glanced at the shadows trailing behind them. "But we need to lose those annoying little tailgaters first."
Chu Yi understood exactly who Old Man Zhuge was referring to. Those shadows must have been the spies the Zhengyang Sect had sent to monitor Old Man Zhuge.
As they spoke, Old Man Zhuge sped up, and Chu Yi quickly closed his eyes, feeling the gusting wind rushing past his ears.
Life with Old Man Zhuge was actually quite interesting.
Setting other things aside, this sort of thrill was something most people could never experience.
