In the blink of an eye, three days passed. To prevent a renewed onslaught of beasts, at the request of the Wuya Clan's chieftain Wuya Xiong, Xiao Chen spent a few more days with the Wuya Clan.
Furthermore, while the effectiveness of the elixir had restored over eighty percent of Xiao Chen's injuries, he was still not fit enough to travel for an extended period. Consequently, at Wuya Xiong's request, he readily agreed to stay.
Creak!
With the squeaky noise of a wooden door being pushed open, in a small courtyard not far from the Chieftain's Mansion of the Wuya Clan, two wooden doors were slowly opened.
Out walked Xiao Chen, still clad in his green battle armor, from the Stone House. As the chilling wind approached, the sky appeared somewhat bleak, and he took a deep breath of the cold air.
"It's windy."
