"Old man!" Yangyang turned his head to see the Poison Old Monster, clearly delighted.
"You little brat, why are you still so rude?" The Poison Old Monster was displeased, "You should call me Master!"
Hearing this, Yangyang took two steps forward, but thought something was off. This old man was so powerful, how could Prince Le give him freedom? Yangyang circled around the Poison Old Monster and then glanced at Prince Le a few times.
"Do you know each other?"
"Oh, you have sharp eyes, kid?" Prince Le raised his eyebrows, increasingly believing that bringing this kid here was the right decision.
"What nonsense are you talking about, the old man doesn't know you."
"Hmph!" Yangyang clearly didn't believe them, pointing at the old man, "You're Prince Le's man, aren't you? Otherwise, why would you capture me? You two are in cahoots, or else how would they find us?"
