Even though he had tried to tread lightly, the crisp sound of footsteps on leaves was still quite obvious. After walking just a few dozen meters, he heard the Weirdo's chilly voice: "Brother, where are you going?"
Upon hearing this, Celestial Master Zhang froze completely, one foot suspended in mid-air before slowly putting it down again. Suddenly, for reasons unknown, he mustered all his strength, spread his legs, and sprinted forward, desperately trying to escape the Weirdo and the wolf.
"If you take another step, do you believe you might not need your two legs anymore?" The Weirdo's icy voice sounded again.
At this point, Celestial Master Zhang had already run about two to three hundred meters away. Even though he was clearly far from the Weirdo, the voice still seemed to ring right beside his ears, making them buzz.
