"Does it mean he is an outsider?" The little demon wasn't stupid and instantly understood Mu Can's implication.
"Little brother, I, Poor Tiger, have come all this way. Have I been good to you?" Poor Tiger looked at Mu Can with a face full of expectation.
Mu Can nodded. Poor Tiger had escorted him all along the way and even hosted him in the Treant Secret Chamber Space with a Spirit Fruit banquet, where he got the little Treant, Bumbum. It can be said that Poor Tiger had done everything a friend should do, and this was when he and Mu Can had just met recently.
"Don't worry, Brother Tiger, I will definitely help you with this favor," Mu Can felt both emotionally and logically obliged to help Poor Tiger.
"I knew Brother Mu wouldn't let me down, now we have a way, little demon, quickly thank the little brother," Poor Tiger laughed heartily, his previously furrowed brow now completely relaxed, grinning from ear to ear.
