"Senior Brother Li, who is Wang Wei?" Hearing Li Huowang muttering to himself, Bai Lingmiao couldn't help but ask.
Li Huowang shook his head indifferently. "Heh, Wang Wei is nobody. He doesn't exist."
With Bai Lingmiao supporting him, Li Huowang led the others as they gradually made their way back.
Compared to the journey in, the way back didn't feel as torturous. After all, no one had died, and they had even found the Black Taisui. Everyone's steps felt lighter.
"Senior Brother Li, we're not in a rush to leave this time, right? Can we rest at Old Sun's for a while? I really want to eat a few more meals of mutton. Coming to this awful place has probably taken half a year off my life," said Gouwa. His face, blotched with pale and yellow patches, wore a bitter expression as he looked at Li Huowang.
Glancing at the exhaustion on everyone else's faces, Li Huowang nodded. "Alright. Thank you all for your help this time. You've earned a good rest."
