Two days later.
At the western mountainside of Mist Smoke Mountain, in front of the wooden tower Dan Rooms' entrance.
Chen Mu was huddled in a rocking chair, gazing absentmindedly at the horizon.
The Liyang Path Fire Method was formidable, and two days had passed with many places in the mountains still billowing black smoke.
As he was pondering over when the chaos would end, a figure agilely emerged from the dense forest, a gleaming bald head catching his eye.
Jia Tian?
A smile curled on Chen Mu's lips.
It seems the little baldy also successfully avoided this calamity.
"I just knew Senior Brother's fortunes were as vast as the heavens, and nothing would happen to you!" Jia Tian approached with a face full of surprise.
"It was a narrow escape." Chen Mu smiled and gestured for Jia Tian to sit down on a bamboo chair beside him.
"Alas, why has it become so chaotic these past two years." Jia Tian sighed.
