Xue Changqing and Xue Yizun led their forces out of Guardian Headquarters.
They raced southeast at full speed.
Throughout the journey, Xue Changqing kept smiling.
"Yizun, did you notice? Fang Che's condition is clearly recovering. Those few words he said had such imposing force."
Xue Yizun nodded. "Indeed. It's a pity his cultivation is still too low."
"You really are..."
Xue Changqing was speechless. "What I'm worried about is that he'll lose faith in this world and become utterly disheartened. As long as he still has fighting spirit, as long as his heart hasn't withered, that's the greatest good news! As for cultivation, experience, and ability... they're all minor details. None of that is a problem for Fang the Butcher. As long as we can create the right conditions for him, he has plenty of time to grow."
"That part is true."
Xue Yizun admitted it.
"Let's go. We'll head over first and establish a foothold. In another five days, Chief Fang and the others will also set out for the southeast. In any case, I have to go there first and sound things out..."
Xue Changqing was extremely excited.
He was also filled with visions of the future.
At that moment, he still had no idea what was waiting for him in the southeast.
Five days later.
Fang Che wore a black cloak, still looking as he had back when he was in the southeast. Leading his eight subordinates like a razor-sharp sword, he plunged straight into the southeast!
Chief Fang's face was utterly expressionless.
But inwardly, he was incredibly refreshed.
Those five days had been like days in paradise. Before leaving, he had finally eaten several full meals.
After returning that day, Fang Che began all sorts of operations.
"We're leaving in five days. Sigh, we'll have to