At the foot of Henghua Mountain, in a small town, Li Huowang led his group forward. Mantou, who had apparently never seen so many people before, stuck close to Li Huowang's leg. The journey had been long and arduous, leaving everyone worn out. They were in dire need of a good rest.
Although An Ci Nunnery was just up ahead, Li Huowang wasn't as anxious as he had been before. Now that the constant pressure of Master Danyang possibly taking over at any moment had vanished, he could finally slow down a bit.
With slightly tired eyes, Li Huowang scanned his surroundings. The small town at the foot of the mountain looked just as it had before. Perhaps because it was a transportation hub, the streets were bustling with people even though it wasn't a market day. The only real difference was the increased number of beggars squatting in the corners.
