After sending off the expedition team, Han Xiao stood at the dock for a while. At this time, Guzar, who was wearing a dynasty military uniform, walked over from behind and stood side by side.
The bearded Guzar took out a red cigarette from his shirt pocket, wiped his fingers, lit the cigarette, and took a deep breath. Then, he spat out a cloud of smoke and twisted his mouth a little before speaking.
"This is only the first batch. There will be a second and a third expedition team in the future. The deeper dimensions are unpredictable. I hope that the World Tree's main body that you mentioned really exists. Don't let them sacrifice for nothing."
"Don't be too pessimistic. Maybe they will come back safe," Han Xiao replied casually.
Guzar did not comment. He took out another cigarette from his pocket and passed it to Han Xiao. "This is a product specially provided by the dynasty's upper echelons. You can't buy it on the market. Try it?"
