"Oh? Isn't that a good thing?" the Lame Daoist said, a bit puzzled. "Just get to the point. We've got to go deal with those sons of bitches. Daring to plot against us..."
Although Lu Xuan didn't quite understand, he didn't dwell on it. He opened his hands, and four bronze fragments emerged from them.
The Lame Daoist's expression stiffened, and he suddenly grew solemn.
"This thing..."
He narrowed his eyes dangerously.
"Xiaoxuan, where did you get this?"
"I got them from Grandpa Chu," Lu Xuan said softly. "I got this one seven years ago. My dream journey back to Ancient Times was related to it. The other three I acquired within the last two months."
"Tell me everything about this Grandpa Chu of yours."
Lu Xuan didn't hesitate and immediately told the Lame Daoist everything, not leaving out a single word of the conversation that took place when Time was frozen.
