Everyone smoothly left the Great Swamp in a day and a half's time without a hitch.
Was it because when the party of people, whose firepower was too overpowered, turned serious thereafter, or for some other reason, that they basically dealt with the zombie crocodile mobs that they encountered afterwards in minutes? There were also no further casualties.
The closest resting spot after exiting the Great Swamp was a small, dilapidated, and deserted village that was in ruins.
There was a tumbledown thatched-roof teahouse at the entrance to the village. Quite a lot of beat-up tables and benches that could still scarcely be used were there outside, as well.
When Murong Xun led the group over, someone just so happened to lift up the woven curtain to the teahouse from the inside.
They were met with three men who had rolled their sleeves up to reveal their well-built muscles and were covered in soot from head to toe.
