"Why did you get lost again?" Yao Ziyan's voice faintly drifted in from outside.
"I just wanted to look around. Who told them to make all the houses look exactly the same..." Qing Yuan retorted.
"What about Spatial Teleportation? You've been living at Snow Maple Pavilion for so many days—don't tell me you haven't even memorized the spatial coordinates?"
"I forgot, and besides, don't I have you to come pick me up?"
"Next time, I'm not going to bother with you."
"Don't..."
Qing Yuan and Yao Ziyan chatted idly as they returned to the hall. At a glance, they spotted Luo Chuan standing beside Frost and greeted him.
"Frost, you didn't go over there?" Qing Yuan asked with a smile.
Frost gave a quiet "Mm." She had always been a woman of few words around others.
"Is that Oran?" Yao Ziyan noticed the image displayed on the holographic device's screen.
After arriving in Qichuan, she had used the holographic device far less frequently in her daily life.
After all, aside from filming movies, she still had to update her novel. She simply did not have that much free time.
Strangely enough, by all rights, Luo Chuan ought to have been the busiest one as the director. Yet apart from filming, he was usually seen idling about with nothing to do.
"No, it's Amogd," Frost said, shaking her head.
Amogd was the name of another city, not too far from Oran.
As the collapse receded, the corrupted entities entrenched in the forests vanished along with it. Thus, traveling between the two cities was not particularly difficult for the customers, especially given that they had already attained Legendary-level strength.
"What is Frost doing in that city?" Qing Yuan continued asking.
"Playing." Frost's answer was brief and to the point.
Qing Yuan felt