The jianghu was vast, so getting lost in it was only natural.
Shi Feizhe scratched his head. He'd only wanted to show off a flashy move: skip Zhao Family Market and head straight northwest to Kongtong Mountain Market.
Instead, the mountains in the dead of night had taught him a lesson.
Was this the place? Or somewhere else?
He had absolutely no idea!
Looked like he needed to keep his head down and be more patient!
Shi Feizhe hummed twice, the sound almost like a pig's oink, as he built a campfire. He'd learned his lesson.
I've been living too comfortably these past two years. I'm getting carried away!
The past two years had been peaceful and steady. Compared with Qiu Yang City, devastated two years ago, it felt like a lifetime had passed.
He didn't know where he was, so he planned to wait for dawn before figuring out which way to go.
He remembered the first time he'd spent a night outdoors. He'd met Hua Xiaomei. The second time, he'd met Shan Xu.
He wondered if there might be anything else lurking in the darkness.
Shi Feizhe didn't know, but he closed his eyes and regulated his breathing, waiting for dawn. Now, he could meditate and regulate his breathing instead of sleeping.
The jianghu was changing, and so was he.
In the middle of the night, Shi Feizhe's ear twitched. He suddenly heard something trampling leaves and snapping twigs.
"Young master, please save this little fox!" A soft, alluring voice entered his mind from the woods in the darkness.
"Hm?" Shi Feizhe perked up at once.
Late at night, a fox demon, and a plea for help!
Those were the key words of the jianghu!
This was the start of something—
But when he turned around, he saw