On her way back, Yang Manli rode her mount following Han Sen, watching her boss with mixed feelings.
Yang Manli suddenly felt that Han Sen had become someone she did not know. The guy who she used to despise had grown so strong.
When she lost in the archery competition against him, she was a little bit unconvinced. However, now she felt ashamed for how she looked at Han Sen, who had grown to be someone she needed to look up to.
"Qin Xuan does have better judgment than I do," thought Yang Manli.
Yuan and Qing marched together with Han Sen. Although Yuan did not get the beast soul after killing the sacred-blood creature, he was still praising Han Sen.
"Han Sen, in the future we can live with ease. With you in Steel Armor Shelter, we don't need to worry about hunting anymore," Qing said excitedly.
"I am not able to kill every sacred-blood creature," Han Sen smiled and said.
