Sark opened his eyes groggily. For some time he felt his whole body aching and tried to find a more comfortable position on the bed to sleep some more.
But as his thoughts went on to the bed, he realized that he didn't have one. He instantly opened his eyes and looked around with increased vigilance.
Only when he looked at Gran and Sia did he calm down.
"Why are you guys here? Who are these people?" He asked them in a low voice as he eyed, the remaining four including Sam and in fact particularly Sam as his cultivation is lowest.
"We are here looking for you."
Gran replied.
"When did a thief got interested in bounty? Particularly in a realm you have no idea about. And it seems like I am right, you both indeed have some relationship."
"Look at the state of you Sark. Where is that pompous brat I saw in my bar?" Sia said jokingly as she poked a wounded area on Sark which barely healed and was still sensitive.
