Several days later, Li Zhirui and his team, dragging their weary bodies along with their rich harvest, returned to Da Rong Island.
They were the earliest to return, not because they were the strongest, but because there weren't many Water Devils in the northern seas.
"You've worked hard." Li Zhizhun, seeing that all the members returned safe and sound, couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief and said, "Everyone, go back and rest."
Li Zhirui didn't leave just yet, after all, during this hunting trip, he only took action twice, once to kill a second-order fish devil, the other to save a clansman from the jaws of a late Qi Cultivation stage water snake; he didn't feel tired.
"How are the family preparations coming along?"
Li Zhizhun said, "During this period, the family bought quite a lot of supplies from the marketplace, and the accumulation is enough to last more than a month now, so don't worry."
