Wuxi Town, Far Escort, Underground Secret Room.
"Why hasn't he come back yet?"
"Could something have happened?"
Chu Yang looked at the surrounding candles, feeling somewhat impatient, muttering to himself.
It had been half an hour since Qiu Shaodong left.
At first, Chu Yang could focus on meditation to heal his internal injuries and mend the wounds on his body. However, as time passed, he began to feel more and more uneasy and anxious, especially in such a strange and confined environment...
Before a stick of incense burned out, Chu Yang stopped cultivating and began to contemplate the events that had occurred since leaving the old man's place these past few days.