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"Xiaohai, are you really leaving? We went through so much trouble to get here from over there, and now you're going back. Is there really any need?"

"Xiaohai, Later Shu is far away, not to mention the sea south of Later Shu. A round trip will take at least a year and a half."

When they heard that Yang Xiaohai wanted to go find his parents, the others who had come out of Qingfeng Temple with him all tried to dissuade him.

They had all suffered their way here. As the saying went, when one left home, one's life became cheap. That was no empty phrase. These days, any long journey carried risks.

With mountains high and roads far, who knew what dangers they might encounter along the way?

Yang Xiaohai met everyone's persuasion with silence. Carrying his luggage, he looked at Li Huowang, who sat to one side in a Grand Preceptor's Chair. "Senior Brother Li, do you think I can go?"

"Your feet are on your own legs. Whether you want to go or not, you don't need to ask me. Gouwa, give him your Rotten Wood Ruyi so he can protect himself on the road."

"Huh?"

"What are you huh-ing for? Hurry up. And bring him a carriage while you're at it. With such a long road ahead, he'll walk his shoes to tatters if he goes on foot."

Very soon, Yang Xiaohai's travel baggage grew considerably. All kinds of dried provisions filled the carriage, enough to feed them all the way to Later Shu.

"Take this bag of silver. Besides using it for travel expenses, you can use it to settle trouble on the road."

When Yang Xiaohai received the large, heavy bag of silver, he immediately felt at a loss. "Senior Brother Li, I can't