When Ye Xunhuan first met this old Taoist, he found him very mysterious. The second time too, and the third time, still the same.
Now Ye Xunhuan felt increasingly that this old Taoist was like a mist, impossible to see through, like a demon who knew everything about you while you knew nothing about him.
For a moment, Ye Xunhuan really wanted to take him down.
After all, he knew way too much. In front of him, it felt like there were no secrets left at all, as if standing naked before him.
However, Ye Xunhuan managed to suppress the urge to take down this old Taoist in the end.
First, he was sure he couldn't defeat him, and second, the old Taoist meant no harm to him.
"Take this to your wife for me!"
Saying so, the old Taoist took out an entirely snow-white and very cute-looking animal from his loose sleeve.
It looked like a fluffy Pekingese, very adorable indeed.
Ye Xunhuan was a bit stunned at seeing the dog in the old Taoist's hand.
