Liang Hui extended his hand, took the package that was handed to him, and slung it on his back again.
The man in the green shirt pointed to a youngster standing behind the red-clothed Great Han.
"Follow!"
He took big strides toward the direction of the city.
A ripple stirred in the depths of Liang Hui's eyes; he was finally about to witness the cultivation methods of the Heavenly Demon Realm.
He tightened his grip on the package and hastened his steps to follow behind the man in the green shirt,
Jiang Qi, who stood behind the red-clothed Great Han, also dragged his weary body and jogged to catch up.
The figures of three people, two leading and one following, gradually disappeared at the entrance of the valley.
"Do you have any regrets?" the red-clothed Great Han asked, turning his gaze to the youngster at his side.
"Xiao Qi's aptitude is far superior to mine; as a cultivator, he can go much farther."
"Farther?"
