"Let's go, it's time to return..."
Qu Yan felt the gusts of cold wind that blew incessantly from all directions.
He couldn't help but shrink his neck a little.
He whispered to Xiong Qi, the black-furred tiger at his side.
"It's indeed time to return..."
"Having killed these today should be enough."
Xiong Qi silently nodded, then seeming to remember something, he asked Qu Yan in a low voice, "Sir, what do you think we should do about the Luo Family next time?"
"Should we continue to target the remaining Qingshi ore veins?"
"Or, shall we aim for other aspects of the Luo Family?"
Qu Yan did not voice a response to this question.
It wasn't that he didn't want to answer, but that he too did not know.
The affairs of the future could be spoken of later.
The future was filled with uncertainties.
Who could know what the future would be like?
...
As time elapsed,
before you knew it, daylight broke.
