C45 Dog Riding Rabbit

An hour later, Ye Feng made his way toward the Dripping Ink River, his mind a battleground for an internal debate.

"Damn it, Ye Feng, what's gotten into you? You despise those guys, so why join in their mess? Let them deal with their own problems!" one inner voice chided.

"I'm not going to help them, of course. It's just... I'm passing by, yeah, that's it," the other rationalized