At the foot of Henghua Mountain, Li Huowang led a line of people forward, with Mantou seemingly seeing so many people for the first time and sticking very close to Li Huowang's leg.
The journey by boat and carriage had been exhausting, and everyone was in need of a good rest to recover.
Although the An Ci Nunnery was just ahead, Li Huowang was no longer in as much of a hurry as he had been before.
With the oppressive feeling that Master Danyang could replace him at any moment now gone, he finally allowed himself to slow down a bit.
Li Huowang surveyed his surroundings with weary eyes.
The small town below the mountain still looked the same as before, perhaps a transportation hub. Even though it wasn't a market day, the streets were bustling with people coming and going.
If there was one difference, it was that the number of beggars crouched in the corners of walls had increased.
