"Xia Wuyou said the two of you saved them?"
Hanyu turned to ask Shi Xiu and Hun Bugui. It was certainly a rare thing.
Knowing Yanluo Hall's ways, he wouldn't have been surprised if those two had fled in the middle of the fight.
Especially with Hun Bugui, that oddball, among them. Back then, to save his own skin, the man had been perfectly willing to sell Yanluo Hall down the river.
If not for him, Hanyu would never have found the palace in the Endless Sea Domain, let alone the entrance to Yanluo Hall's minor world.
So it was truly strange that these two had saved their people.
Hun Bugui's expression was odd. Was that really what he'd done—saved them?
No. He'd saved the brainless woman beside him. If that idiot died, he wouldn't be able to live on, either.
Shi Xiu only gave a wry smile. "You were our last lifeline. I had no choice but to tie myself to you completely."
Hanyu nodded. Whatever their reasons, saving Xia Wuyou and the others had been the right thing to do. Judge by deeds, not intentions.
So, quite generously, he opened his Sea of Consciousness, and a huge pile of bizarre things tumbled out.
There were pagodas, along with all sorts of little trinkets—a dazzling assortment.
The group watched Hanyu's actions with some bemusement, until Shi Xiu suddenly cried out. She had spotted a miniature stone bridge among the items, about the size of her palm. She also recognized the spirit treasures that had belonged to the two groups from before, and couldn't stop exclaiming.
Then she shot Hanyu a strange look. So when Chang Geng had hunted her down last time and she couldn't find the stone bridge anywhere, it had been Hanyu who'd taken it. That was