Gu Shaojun pulled Xiao Man, leaping lightly off the stone path and onto a rock in the grass.
The little donkey cart creaked closer. The small donkey, which had a mottled pattern on its forehead, bobbed its head up and down. Suddenly, it sneezed three times in a row. Xiao Man's eyes widened. 'No way,' she thought. 'Has the Gongsun Family's donkey become a spirit through Cultivation? Why do I get the feeling it smelled strangers?'
Sitting on the donkey cart were none other than the Gongsun Clan's Clan Leader and a clan elder: Gongsun Li and Gongsun Xiang. They were over a hundred years old but looked to be only in their seventies.
When they saw the donkey sneeze, both men grew vigilant and turned their heads to look around.
