Ye Qiu followed Du Hao, leaving the hill without being noticed by anyone. His ability to hide had improved significantly with his increased strength.
Du Hao felt that he was constantly unlucky; first, he had driven away a top-tier god, Shi Da, then was invited by the islanders for tea, and now he had almost lost his life over an item lost by the islanders.
"Damn it, ever since I met that Ye Qiu, I haven't encountered anything good," Du Hao grumbled.
"Hmph, Ye Qiu, you plague, I don't want to see you, or I'll beat you to a pulp and send you to the islanders," he snarled.
All along the way, Du Hao didn't have a good word to say, grumbling to himself, completely unaware that a figure was following him.
Du Hao returned to his hideout, ready to leave this damned place. Now that even the jadeite raw stones could no longer be obtained, staying could mean being invited by the islanders for tea again. His heart couldn't stand trembling in front of the islanders anymore.
