Huang Fuzhao was leaning on the trunk of a big tree with a rather impatient expression.
"In my opinion, they either didn't go in or they died inside! How long are we going to stay in this ghostly place? Staring at such an empty forest every day like a fool!"
At first, he thought that this monitoring task was not too difficult, but after staying in this desolate woods for a few days, Huang Fuzhao began to feel uncomfortable all over.
Even though they would sometimes come to the wilderness when they were practicing in seclusion or going out for training on weekdays, they all had a purpose and had something to do.
Now, asking him to wait for people here day after day, and he has to keep his ears open to pay attention to the surrounding situation even while cultivating. There was really nothing worse than this!
Huang Shuangyu was two hundred years older than him, so her patience was naturally much better.
