The Old Snake glanced at Rong Bao. He was no longer the once young but prematurely mature individual; he had become a truly old fellow. The Old Snake eventually said nothing more on this topic, simply issuing a hissing sound characteristic of snake-type Pet Beasts:
"HISS, HISS, this son of Xiao Chun's seems quite good, eh?"
The Old Snake snapped back to reality. The current head of the Rong Family was Rong Bao, and it, as their guardian deity, was merely following the final wishes of its former master. As for the distribution of the Egg of the Five Saints, it had voiced its opinion and left it at that.
What intrigued it more now was that strange attraction. The Old Snake could feel that this attraction was nearby. However, it wasn't sure whether this attraction was indeed coming from Xiao Chun's son—Rong Bao's grandson.
"What is your grandson doing?"
