Despite being busy refining medicine these days, they could tell that her Original Soul energy had improved daily. Gong Cheng, on the other hand, had made no progress, perhaps because he was only carrying wood.
"It would be great if you had that self-awareness."
"What do you mean? Yan Jin, you…"
Gong Cheng was about to argue with Yan Jin when he saw a group of people walking toward them from the corner of his eye.
"Who are those people? Why are they here?" he asked.
From the looks of it, they don't have good intentions. I wonder what they're here for. Are they here to cause trouble for us?
Yan Jin looked at the group and introduced them to Gong Cheng. "The fat and bulky one is Lord Tang, and the others are the guardians of Shang Ningyi's camp."
"They're up to no good. They must be up to no good again."
Although Gong Cheng had never met Lord Tang or Shang Ningyi, he had heard of them.
