"Brother Li, who is Wang Wei?" Hearing Li Huowang talking to himself, Bai Lingmiao couldn't help but ask.
Li Huowang shook his head indifferently. "Heh, Wang Wei is nobody, he doesn't even exist."
Supported by Bai Lingmiao, Li Huowang led the others back the way they came.
Compared to their inward journey, heading back seemed less torturous.
After all, no one had died, and they had even found Black Taisui, making everyone's step a bit lighter.
"Brother Li, we're not in a rush on our way back, are we? Can we rest up properly at Old Sun's place? I want to savor a few more servings of mutton. Going through this damned place would shave half a year off one's life at the very least."
The speaker was Gouwa, his face a patchwork of white and yellow as he looked at Li Huowang with a glum expression.
Seeing the fatigue on everyone's faces, Li Huowang nodded. "Alright, I owe you all thanks for your help on this trip. It's only right to take a longer rest."
