They took a brief rest in the fishing village for one night.
Soon after, they boarded the carriage back to the Demon Suppressing General's Mansion.
Chen Qiankun, the old master, seemed quite satisfied with the letter he had written and even arranged for his subordinate Colonels to ride on top-quality Demon Horses, instructing them to deliver the letter as quickly as possible.
Fang Heng suspiciously eyed another carriage.
No sooner had General Shen stepped onto the carriage than Sister Jiang followed with an unchanged expression. Although neither revealed anything unusual, their tacit coordination was enough to astonish him.
"..."
After a long silence, Fang Heng suddenly borrowed paper and ink, planning to send a message to Sister Lin.
The moment the pen, dipped in ink, touched the paper, he remembered the terrible state of Brother Bai a few months ago.
His hand trembled slightly, and after hesitating for a while, he sighed and crumpled the letter, hiding it away.
