Zuyan Feng felt quite unlucky recently.
First, he thought he found a kindred spirit in a younger fellow he fancied.
To this end, he even shared his hard-earned Immortal Brew, but the young fellow turned into a Great White Shark.
If that were the only issue, it would have been fine, but the incident left him secretly distressed during patrols, allowing a Tribulation Cultivator to slip by right under his nose.
And then he got demoted to a city guard.
Guarding the city is tough work!
Even though the Golden Desert and the True Realm have merged, the desert environment remains the same.
The cold, icy rain—no, rather the yellow sand pelts his delicate face like bullets.
Zuyan Feng felt his looks were going downhill; he wondered if the pretty girl next door would still fancy him.
"Alas, when will these days ever end?"
Just after sighing, Zuyan Feng saw a snow-white monkey's head.
"Ha, what is this, trying to scare me to death!"
"Smack"
