"Over six hours!" Qian Wantong answered.
When Qian Ying heard that, his heart lurched too.
He had only closed his eyes to cultivate for a little while, and when he opened them again, six hours had passed?
Who the hell would believe that!
Of course, Qian Ying did not say that thought aloud, and instead kept his expression calm. After all, he was a Xiantian Elder. How could he panic?
Especially now. The more problems there were, the less he could panic; instead, he had to stay calm. Especially in front of his subordinates, he had to be even calmer.
"All right. Leave the Timer here, then go take care of your own tasks first," Qian Ying said to Qian Wantong.
But Qian Wantong could not help showing a look of fear, and his heart was a little panicked too. Where exactly had those six-plus hours gone? How had over six hours passed just like that, between them closing their eyes and opening them again?
Could it be that they had encountered some eerie situation, and that was why something like this had happened? But if they really had encountered such an eerie situation, how had none of them died?
Though he could not figure out what was going on, the panic in his heart would not stop.
"Yes, Elder!" His tone was somewhat unsteady, and his hands trembled a little. Forcing down the emotions in his heart, he handed over the Timer.
After Qian Ying took it, he waved him away, then watched Qian Wantong leave.
In his heart, he now looked down somewhat on this Third Steward of the clan. Earlier, he had been thinking that after this expedition was completed and they returned to the clan, he would give this Third Steward a little guidance, which could