"Not moving?"
Jiang Qiao had not interfered at all. He had merely stood to one side and watched. He had seen Fang Xun drink Meng Po's Soup, then stand there blankly, neither speaking nor moving. There had been no reaction at all.
Even the aura around him seemed unchanged.
A bowl of Meng Po's Soup.
Drinking it had been no different from drinking a bowl of plain water, making Jiang Qiao wonder if he had been given a fake.
Five minutes.
Ten minutes.
Half an hour.
An hour.
Fang Xun had become like a statue, standing motionless the entire time.
"Looks like he needs some time."
"Never mind him."
After waiting a little longer, Fang Xun still showed no change, and Jiang Qiao could not be bothered to wait for him to return to normal. He turned to look at the Bridge of Helplessness ahead, planning to cross it alone.
According to the plan, he had originally come to Yellow Springs Road alone.
He had merely run into Fang Xun by chance.
That was why they had joined up.
To be honest.
As for having Fang Xun accompany him to find the Three Lives Stone, that might not necessarily be a good thing. Jiang Qiao was not sure what he would encounter when the time came. If Fang Xun happened to be harboring ulterior motives, that would be troublesome too.
After standing there for a while longer.
Jiang Qiao walked around the Kitchen God beneath the stove, then observed the surrounding environment once more.
Afterward, he stepped onto the Bridge of Helplessness.
The moment he set foot on it.
With only his first step, all sound instantly vanished from Jiang Qiao's ears. Whether it was the roar of the River of Forgetfulness or the howling of the dark wind around