Seeing Song Changsheng's expression turn sour, Zhu Yiqun tactfully shut his mouth, but his beady eyes continued to size him up.
Song Changsheng couldn't help but press a hand to his forehead. 'There's no explaining things to this guy. It'll only make the situation worse.'
He simply ignored Zhu Yiqun and sped up toward the dense forest ahead.
In less than half an ancient hour, the group arrived at the rendezvous point as planned. After confirming everyone was present, they set off toward the ruins...
The ruins were a significant distance from the Marketplace. Even traveling at full speed, it still took them two days and one night to reach the outskirts of their destination.
On a barren hillside, Zhu Yiqun pointed to the dense forest below. "The ruins are down there," he said. "The winter solstice is still a few days away. Let's rest for a bit, then we'll begin our preparations."
