A Familiar Face

His eyes rolling, Huang Shu thought for a moment before quickly saying, "Great immortal, it's not that I'm unwilling. This little one would be honored to have you in my humble abode, and it's just that it's in a different part of the forest."

Hearing this, Di Tou was finally troubled. As much as he was interested in fleecing the rat and getting his mobile abode back, he wasn't exactly willing to go on a little adventure on the side right now. But suddenly, his thoughts cleared, and his eyes squinted as he looked at Huang Shu, "If it's in a different part of the forest, how do you find your way back."

"Ah?" His eyes widened, Huang Shu realized he had let a secret slip, and his voice quivered for a moment before he said with very little confidence, "Innate talent?"

Rolling his eyes, Di Tou said, "Don't joke with me. Your innate talent is your stink, don't tell me you have another one."