"Good morning Wu Liang, what would you like for breakfast?"
Yao Qingxue stretched languidly as she walked out, catching sight of Wu Liang opening the door. She greeted him with a smile.
However, before Wu Liang could respond, she quickly noticed the shattered window glass in the bedroom and Wu Liang's hand wrapped in bandages.
"What happened? How did you get hurt?"
She hurriedly crouched down to carefully examine Wu Liang's hand injury, then told him to stay home and not wander around while she went next door to the village's herbalist for some medicine.
Seeing his mother's worried expression, Wu Liang obediently sat at home without moving around.
He simply retrieved the Nightmare Mask from the Ghost Compendium and placed it on his face. The mask's edges gradually blurred and finally blended with his skin.
The next moment, his consciousness emerged from his body, hovering above Taohua Village.
