"Kid, since you're carrying someone on your back, then I won't pick on you..."
Waiting for Ye Feng in the woods, the White Ape Immortal saw him catching up while carrying Shen Liliuo on his back. His eyes rolled slyly, and his gaze landed on a large rock beside him. With a swoosh, he leaped over, grabbed the stone, hugged it to his chest and said, "This rock must weigh at least a hundred jin, which should be about the same as the girl you're carrying, right?"
Ye Feng nodded, finding the White Ape Immortal honestly adorable.
"I'm not that heavy, I'm at most ninety... no, eighty-eight jin..."
However, Shen Liliuo, who was lying on Ye Feng's back, hummed in dissatisfaction after hearing the White Ape Immortal's assessment of her weight.
"Is there a big difference between a hundred jin and eighty jin?"