"Hey, herb boy... senior." The word 'senior' was really forced out through gritted teeth. After all, the other party was thousands of years old, so calling him senior wasn't a loss. "What are you doing in the God Tomb?"

The herb boy continued to carefully handle the herbs, casually replying, "I used to be Lord Fushui's Ghost Pet. After Lord Fushui died, I've been with him ever since. Lord Fushui was afraid I'd get bored, so he sold all his equipment and bought a lot of herbs, hence this herb garden."

Lu Chen was somewhat moved. Was Fushui really that good to his Ghost Pet? Speaking of which, if he were to fall one day, he probably wouldn't treat Little Green and Xiao Min poorly either.

Although Lu Chen had never met Fushui nor heard of any of his battle achievements, from what others said, he seemed to understand this powerful figure from thousands of years ago more and more.