It was true.
Xu Yiyi had indeed forgotten. Recalling it now, she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, her face blushing.
Yun Jin kicked Qian Xiao's leg and glared with wide eyes. "If you can't speak properly, then shut up."
"I didn't say anything wrong," Qian Xiao muttered under his breath. "If we go now, I'm afraid we won't find anything."
Suddenly, Kid Qian hesitated. "No, wait. I remember there were some clothes and other things under the corpse pit, along with some damaged weapons."
"Those are relics!" Yun Jin's flat chest puffed out. "We can bring these relics back and build memorial tombs for them."
"Yes, yes, yes," Xu Yiyi nodded eagerly.
With a goal in mind, they set off at once. The three youngsters took advantage of the moonlit night to sneak out of the city, leaving Chang'an behind.
