When Zhou Chen returned to the Wulong Inn in Phoenix Ridge City, the sky was completely dark.
He had already exchanged the two demon heads for twenty silver ingots, making the money pouch he was holding heavy.
"If nothing unexpected happens, this money should be enough to last me for the remaining twenty days."
Zhou Chen was quite rich at the moment and did not have much motivation to earn money. He stayed here to kill the demons for the Inspiration Pill.
After drinking wine and eating some food alone in the inn for a while, Zhou Chen realized that none of the five people who he had teamed up with had returned.
"They're not back yet? Are they planning to kill demons all night?"
Zhou Chen was puzzled, but he did not take it to heart.
The night passed quickly. The next morning, Zhou Chen woke up early and went downstairs to eat breakfast.
"They're not back yet?"
