C137 A Dance to Sever the Love.

Beneath the icy night sky that chilled to the bone, Loong Jiaoyang finally managed to set up the tent he had borrowed. He glanced at the Little Golden Barbarian Bull, which was puffing out frosty breaths, and teased with a grin, "Step inside, dear brother Barbarian Bull."

The Little Golden Barbarian Bull grumbled in annoyance, "Loong Jiaoyang, don't get our ranks mixed up