The November sky in Sea City brought with it a considerable difference in temperature between morning and evening. Days were relatively warm, but nights could almost reach only a few degrees. Of course, for soldiers, the heat and cold were no longer major issues.
Time had passed for nearly a week since Ling Xi and the others last talked, and those people had yet to make a move; however, for Han Xiaoxu and his companions, the problem at hand was definitely much more troublesome than those other issues.
Different times, but at the same location, Ling Xi and his group were once again intercepted by someone.
"Master, I'm here." Wang Feng looked at Ling Xi and his group with a face full of excitement.
In the past five days, he had been counting down the time finger by finger. Time, which usually seemed to fly by, now felt unbearably slow.
