If there was one thing Xu Bai was looking forward to, it would be the progress bar.
Nothing else could compare to the progress bar, especially since it was left behind by the crazy female Abbey Dean. He was very curious about what skills were waiting for him.
After this period of crazy work, there was only a little left, and it was about to be completely perfected.
Some of the posthouse people who were setting up stalls in the surroundings would occasionally cast their gazes toward Xu Bai's position. They were already used to seeing Xu Bai often sitting in front of the giant tree in a daze.
At first glance, he thought it was strange, but the longer he looked at it, the more normal it felt. In the end, he was used to it.
There were many strange people in Jianghu, and they were just new to him. After a long time, he felt that it was boring. Their indifferent attitude made Xu Bai let go.
