"Uncle, Wait!" Zhu Long shouted again. The young man was trying to catch up to Chang Yi.
But his efforts were in vain.
Chang Yi started driving his carriage before Zhu Long got to him.
"Hey, Uncle. Give that thing back to me!" Zhu Long shouted again. The young man kept running and tried to reach Chang Yi's carriage but to no avail.
His efforts were in vain. The carriage was getting further and further away from his sight.
Meanwhile, Chang Yi instantly forgot his purpose.
Instead of continuing towards Han City, Chang Yi drove his carriage towards the spirit forest again.
Zhu Long grumbled in annoyance. By this time, the Carriage had already disappeared.
"Why is Uncle Chang Yi in a rush?" muttered Zhu Long as he kicked the small pebbles in front of him.
"Does He know anything about it?" Zhu Long let out a rough breath. Even though he had not shown it to Chief Nuijie Village and Uncle Chang Yi had already taken it.
