Later, Luo Qiu, Song Ying, and Zhang Qingrui ran into Song Haoran on their way back.
"Wolves?" Song Ying opened her mouth.
"Or maybe wild boars or something. It's no big deal." Song Haoran sounded completely relaxed—but with his shirt entirely gone and only his pants left, he hardly looked like someone for whom it was "no big deal."
Even so, although Song Haoran had lost his shirt, he had not suffered a single injury, which finally put Song Ying at ease.
"Really? Little Ying and Miss Zhang got trapped in a pit. What a coincidence, huh?" Song Haoran laughed casually. "What about you, Luo Qiu? Where did you wander off to?"
"I just took a lap around the area." Luo Qiu answered casually as well. "I heard some strange sounds, so I found Song Ying and Zhang Qingrui."
This was nothing more than an excuse from Luo Qiu... If he wanted to find someone, he naturally would not need to rely on something like "hearing a sound."
For some reason, however, when Song Ying and Zhang Qingrui heard the description "strange sounds," their expressions changed in the same subtle way... Zhang Qingrui was ultimately a little more bashful. Her pretty face flushed as she tugged at her collar and tucked her neck inside.
Song Haoran eyed the two young ladies suspiciously, but he could not figure out what was going on for the moment—he had experienced something of his own in the thick fog, and the mysterious person had even left him a strange ancient book.
Other than Blind Master, this was the first time he had encountered someone he was completely unable to defeat... He had even exhausted more than a hundred lives, yet still could not do anything to his opponent. That alone was enough to make