As they proceeded, Jin perceived every shadow as a potential threat, concealing a demon—until they passed it. Wuyi was faring better; rejuvenated by the statue of light, yet he was still hungry and even hesitant to brew tea.
Their horses were limping, likely due to the cold and the lack of proper care during the chilly spring night. To reduce the burden on the horses, they had no choice but to keep changing which horse pulled the head of the demonic being. Fortunately, they didn't have to travel far, likely sparing the horses' lives. After a few miles, they were intercepted by Yun Ming, who brought the group's Qi warriors, including Baijian.
Yun Ming was visibly upset that these two had left the camp in a dangerous forest without any care, yet his voice remained calm. "What on earth were you two doing?" he demanded.
"Reconnaissance," Wuyi confessed, managing to shrug nonchalantly. He felt quite proud of that shrug.
