"Mi Shuhua returned to The Great River District three days ago."
Wang Yuan's words pervaded Luo Chen's mind, incessantly looping.
He returned three days ago, while Broken Mountain Gang was in the midst of turbulence. Why did he not appear then?
Why did he rush to find me today, using coercion frequently and even offering the Foundation Establishment Pill?
The image of the cheerful, reddish-faced old man who had often smiled like a wealthy tycoon, had today turned pale without a trace of color.
Emerging in his mind was the image of the Medium Grade Spirit Stone that had turned to dust in the corner of the rock chamber.
The horrified and suspicious Luo Chen suddenly understood the truth behind Mi Shuhua's outward robustness and inner weakness.
"Small Qi Gathering Array is already consuming a lot of Spirit Stones, not to mention the Second-Rank Spirit Gathering Array!"
