On the fifth day, the woman from Spring Wind Hell finally brought some exquisite dishes.
Not only that, but the guards outside the Purple Bamboo Forest no longer deliberately stopped Shi Xiaole.
Spring Wind Hell was actually covered by a profound array system, so even if they let Shi Xiaole move around freely, they were not worried that he would escape.
In the valley, Shi Xiaole saw a group of women of different appearances, some beautiful, some ugly. But the men beside them were all strong and handsome, each one a rare gem among men in a hundred miles.
"Who is this young man?"
"I heard he was just brought back by Head Bai."
The arrival of Shi Xiaole quickly aroused the interest of the women.
"Boy, come here and clean my shoes."
A woman with seven or eight scars on her face and dry, yellow hair sat on a stone chair and shouted loudly.
Shi Xiaole ignored her.
"I told you to come over."
