In the time that followed, the Taoist used all the tricks he had ever learned to deceive Murong Yi.
Murong Yi was not so easily fooled, and without any real skills, the Taoist made little progress.
During this period, Xia Han sent multiple text messages to Chuzheng.
Chuzheng, adhering to the principle of "not replying to boring garbage messages that waste time," successfully accumulated dozens of messages from a few.
She really admired the weakling's perseverance.
With that time, it would be better to practice more horse stances; at least they would be useful when it came time to run away.
Chuzheng left Murong Yi's place; by then, night had fallen, and no pedestrians could be seen on the road.
The fog seemed to spread from nowhere.
Chuzheng paused and looked into the distance.
From the depths of the mist, dark figures slowly approached.
The temperature around her dropped rapidly.
