Yuan Ming glanced at Hagon, who was still sitting with his eyes closed, breathing control, and did not make a sound to disturb him as he looked up towards the upper part of the canyon.
He was not worried that Wu Bao and the others might chase them into the canyon. The area inside was vast, and even if the numbers of the Green Wolf Gang and the Hyena Hall were multiplied tenfold, finding them would be as difficult as ascending to the heavens.
Yuan Ming was thinking of his Green Fish Sword, which he had left behind during the fight with the white-haired beast.
This sword was a Half-magical Artifact, exceptionally sharp. It would be a pity to just abandon it.
But going back now to retrieve it would increase the risk of exposure.
"Forget it, it's just a treasure sword." After much consideration, Yuan Ming decided against retrieving the Green Fish Sword and sat down cross-legged.
