Looking again, the black leg hair on Meng Die's leg disappeared.
Barefoot Immortal said, "Rosen, come on, your aesthetic is off, and now you're not letting Meng Die wear black stockings?"
Rosen was left speechless from the criticism and could only smile apologetically, "Sorry Meng Die, for making you miss out on the chance to wear black stockings."
"Pfft!" Meng Die spat a mouthful of old blood, saying, "Don't listen to Barefoot. He's been acting strange."
Barefoot Immortal, upon hearing this, became serious and said, "Let's not forget our mission, we must catch up with the chosen one before those tomb raiders do."
Rosen said, "Of course, we must meet with the chosen one before the tomb raiders, or else the consequences will be unimaginable."
"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and get moving!" Meng Die patted the two on their shoulders and said.
"Gurgle～"
But at this moment, both of their stomachs rumbled, it seemed like they had too much stomach acid.
