Just like himself, after leaving southern Xinjiang, it was difficult to go back. Although he could not help missing his mother, brothers and sisters, in order to complete the things assigned by his godfather, he had to hold back no matter how much love he had.

"I didn't expect that Brother Watson is also a sweet-tempered person. Do you want to come back with me? There are so many people there."

Obviously, Zhize Mingyu also developed a good impression of Watson and wanted to invite Watson to the king's tent as a guest.

After taking a sip of tea, he continued: "I just look forward to my father coming back in the summer. After all, Southern Xinjiang is not our home. No matter how good it is, it belongs to others."

Watson was silent for a moment, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he replied quietly: "Young Master and I met here for a cup of hot tea. The same goes for Young Master. In the future, when you meet other people outside, you should not trust others easily."

Xiao Hei, who lowered his head to drink tea, thought for a while and realized that this was indeed the case.

Because his brother told him back in Shenlong Continent, don’t trust others easily when you go out, otherwise you won’t know if you will be caught, roasted, and eaten.

"I didn't expect that Brother Watson said the same thing as my father."

Zhize Mingyu sighed and said quietly: "You give me a close feeling... Is it possible that I have to live in the king's tent forever and can't walk around like you, my eldest brother?"

"That's not the case." Watson said quietly: "If one day, when your cultivation reaches the level of your father, or even surpasses your father, this world will be free for you to roam."
Chapter completed!