It's been eleven days...
"Damn it! When is Yan Luo going to show up!"
Someone in the group was already shouting hysterically, while Svein remained silent, occasionally coughing.
They had been lingering near the Red Two Entrance, searching for traces of Yan Luo to intercept him.
However, eleven days had passed, and Yan Luo still hadn't appeared.
Everyone in the group was feeling irritable, and some even felt desperate, thinking that even getting scolded by the boss and having their pay docked would be better than idly waiting here.
Svein was in poor health; his wound hadn't fully healed and had become infected while he pursued Yan Luo into the Abyss. He hadn't gotten any proper rest during these days, and his wound was even festering.
Even after taking medicine, Svein continued to run a low-grade fever and gradually lost his appetite.
He felt that if this continued, he would die.
"Cough, cough, let's go back..." Svein said weakly.
