"Alright, come in and have a seat!"
Seeing that Gu Yuan had spoken candidly, even sharing a similar occupation, Old One-Eye's attitude softened significantly, and his gaze towards Gu Yuan was less wary.
Words can deceive, but some things cannot.
Gu Yuan's Iron-toothed Rat was well-groomed, sleek, and plump, and it was exceptionally close to Gu Yuan, showing that he was indeed an animal lover who treated it well.
Though Old One-Eye had become reclusive and eccentric from years of living alongside snakes, he was exceptionally familiar and close with them.
He knew well that these wild animals might be dangerous, but they were often purer and simpler than humans!
If you treat them well, they can feel it and will treat you well in return.
Gu Yuan treated the Iron-toothed Rat well, so at the very least, he wasn't a wicked person.
"I have nineteen kinds of snakes in this yard."
After the two sat down, Old One-Eye answered Gu Yuan's previous question:
