Since Xu Xing returned already late at night, he naturally couldn't disturb them. He could only go back to his room to rest, muttering, "I told my master ages ago, we should pay to build a road from the mountain top to the foot. Just one trip up and down the mountain is enough to lose your life!"
Exhausted, he wished he could fall asleep right away.
After being so tired and sleeping, by the time he woke up again, the sun was already high in the sky, and the mountain roosters outside were crowing.
Upon hearing he woke up so late, Xu Xing realized Mo Si Huang had already gone down the mountain, which finally brought him to full wakefulness.
How could he have left already?
Xu Xing thought, washing his face with the cold mountain water, and headed towards the pharmacy. There, he quickly found the drawer amongst the expensively ranked medicinal herbs containing Winter Love Grass. Upon opening it, his face changed slightly.
What's going on?
Empty... empty?
How is it empty?
