It was already deep into the night.
Gao Fei and the others were still eating and drinking, showing no signs of stopping.
"Sigh…" Gao Fei let out a light sigh, "We are really unlucky! Other sects' spaceships are intact, but ours just had to malfunction, unable to fly… We can only walk back… Not only is it tiring, but it also delays our time."
"It's truly bad luck," the other disciples nodded in agreement.
"Ultimately, it's the quality of the spaceship that's not up to standard," Gao Fei poured himself another cup of wine, "Next time we go out, we must get a good quality spaceship."
...
Several days later.
Gao Fei and his companions returned to the Tianyang Sect.
Sect Leader Song Qingfeng, accompanied by several elders, personally went out to welcome them.
"Just a few of you?" Song Qingfeng was stunned, "Where are the others?" A bad feeling rose in Song Qingfeng's heart.
The elders also frowned.
"The others are dead," Gao Fei replied.
