Gentleman Lianzhen had barely returned when he issued a flurry of instructions: "Prepare tents, clothes, water, first aid supplies…"
"Go and gather as many mystic crystals as you can."
"Get me a Green Qilin Beast, with enough food for a month."
"Also…"
Xie Zhanghui was so overwhelmed that he felt dizzy: "Young master, where are you going?"
"Just prepare! In one earliest, I want to see the stuff!"
"Yes…"
Noticing something off in his expression, Xie Zhanghui didn't dare to ask more and hurriedly ran out.
Gentleman Lianzhen took an empty mustard seed pouch, picked up whatever items he thought would be useful, and tossed them inside; in no time, the entire room was almost empty.
"What else? What else?" he muttered to himself, his eyes unable to focus, everything seemed blurry.
As if in a dream, he pushed open a hidden door, walked down a long corridor, until he steadied himself inside the plain stone room.
