Lu Ye couldn't figure out why Giant Armor and Amber seemed to hit it off so well; it was the same back in the valley. They had just met for the first time, yet they were very close.
As for the small-mustache magic cultivator, Lu Ye didn't like him very much, but Giant Armor's honest nature made it difficult for anyone to dislike him.
He threw a few elixir pills into his mouth and swallowed them whole, then fed a few to Amber as well.
He switched his Cultivation Technique, and a humming sound came from his belly.
"This Xianyuan City is really dangerous." The small-mustache magic cultivator walked to the door and peered outside through the crack, "With both the Xianyuan Guard and the mist, who knows how many people will die this time."
He turned around, looked at Lu Ye with a smile, and said, "Fellow Daoist, have you encountered an enemy?"