To Yang Wei and Sun Yuying, it felt like yet another day had slipped by. They continued their journey, with the golden slime still stubbornly clinging to Yang Wei's right shoulder, incessantly chirping, "Piidi! Piidi!" Yang Wei let out a sigh, growing frustrated by the constant noise, but he resigned himself to ignoring it since he couldn't physically remove the slime.
"We've been at this for days," Sun Yuying remarked, her patience wearing thin. "And we still haven't found these Senior Dragons."
Yang Wei yawned, rubbing his eyes. "Can't you just be patient? I'm sure they're around here somewhere."
Sun Yuying frowned, poking Yang Wei with each word. "I feel like you don't even know where we are."
Yang Wei glanced ahead and pointed towards a set of stone steps leading to a temple. "Actually, it might be over there."
