Chief Fang's figure flickered in the dark night and vanished.
Xiong Rushan and the others sighed endlessly. "It really has to be Chief Fang! If it were anyone else, they might think they had some deep enmity with the Night Demon Sect. But Chief Fang truly hates evil as if it were his mortal enemy."
"Exactly... He's genuinely admirable."
Fang Che first sent Dong Changfeng a message: "This subordinate, Fang Che, has come to await your orders."
Dong Changfeng replied, "Find a place yourself and take charge of one checkpoint. Report immediately if anything happens."
"Yes."
Fang Che had already dashed like a whirlwind to the woods outside the Forbidden Land. He carefully distinguished the terrain. This was precisely where he had encountered people from the Heavenly Palace back then and been pursued all the way.
Not much time had passed, and the situation at the time had been exceptionally tragic. Yet now that he thought back on it, the memory had already become rather blurred.
"Human memory..."
Whenever Fang Che lamented the limits of memory, he greatly admired people like Feng Wanshi and Dongfang Sansan.
Night Dream had that quality as well.
But he himself did not. Unless something had been etched into his very soul and occupied his every thought, he would quickly forget it.
He truly could not understand how they managed it.
Women in particular could remember for years if someone offended them even a tiny bit.
In the darkness, Chief Fang stood righteous and upright, golden stars blazing around him. He was quite dazzling.
The leaves made no sound at all, yet someone silently arrived nearby and asked in a low voice, "Southeast Warden? Who's there?"
"I'm Fang Che."
"So it's Chief Fang. I'm Mo Yuanhang of the Mo family."
The man immediately became enthusiastic.