Perfunctory

The master and servant walked forward.

The sun was shining down hard from the sky, and the sand was burning. But Rong Xiu's footsteps were stable, and they maintained the same speed from start to end.

If someone watched this at this very moment and took a closer look, they would see that Rong Xiu's feet didn't even touch the sand below.

His every step would be half an inch above the sand. It seemed like he was walking on the sand, but he was actually walking on air.

He didn't leave behind any traces wherever he went, and Xue Xue basically did the same as it followed behind him.

"It seemed like you haven't given up on yourself these few years, and you actually trained yourself to this extent…"

Dugu Mobao's voice came over, and it sounded like it was right beside one's ear.

Rong Xiu smiled nonchalantly. "Thank you for the compliment, Senior."

Dugu Mobao snorted.