"Is that true? What happened over at the Forbidden Land?"
The Pale-faced Old Man was stunned upon hearing this. He had already resigned himself to being put off again, yet he had not expected the other party to actually get to work!
"Hehe, that Black Mist has clearly thinned recently. Some unlucky fellow Daoist must have broken into it.
If we take the opportunity to enter now, we should be able to move about safely for a while!"
The Red-haired Jia Tun immediately laughed in schadenfreude.
"There's such a good thing? Then we must not delay. Let's set off at once!"
Upon hearing that the black fog which had constantly troubled them had already dispersed considerably on its own, the Pale-faced Old Man impatiently prepared to use an escape technique and depart.
Yet in the Next Moment, his shoulder suddenly sank, and his body, which had only risen halfway, was immediately pressed back down.
"Don't rush, don't rush. Stew this fellow first. Otherwise, Zhu won't have the strength to get anything done!"
Clearly, to the Red-haired Jia Tun, nothing in heaven or earth was more important than eating.
Before getting to work, tea first!
"Ah! What do you plan to do? This old man has developed a new Golden Crow Stone 'charcoal-roasted' flavor. Want to give it a try?"
As though he had long been accustomed to this, the Pale-faced Old Man neither grew angry nor tried to persuade him. He merely sighed and spoke.
"A new flavor? Of course I have to try it!"
The Red-haired Jia Tun's eyes immediately lit up as he urged him on.
At the same time, inside an underground stone cave a million li away from the valley, a slightly plump old man with a childlike face was listening to a report from his