In the evening, they all returned to their rooms to rest. Although Li Xiaoqiang had been injured that day, he possessed Healing Qi, so his injuries naturally recovered very quickly.
Not knowing how much time had passed, there was a knock on Li Xiaoqiang's door. Rubbing his eyes, Li Xiaoqiang dragged his feet and opened the door, only to see San Yao dressed simply and brightly. Li Xiaoqiang puzzled, "What are you doing?"
San Yao entered the room, closed the door behind her, and sat on a stool. She said to Li Xiaoqiang, "We need to find that wizard now."
"What?" Li Xiaoqiang exclaimed in surprise, "I don't want to go on a suicide mission. That guy isn't human; I don't want to end up being sucked dry by that flesh tendon."
San Yao stood beside Li Xiaoqiang with hands on her hips and head raised, glaring intently at him, "Are you going or not?"
Puffing out his chest, Li Xiaoqiang declared, "A true man never yields to death. If you want to kill him, at least give me a reason."
