Shen Tang naturally hadn't ascended to the heavens, but she had climbed a mountain.
Which mountain?
Even she didn't know.
The guide, a local thug, had only led them halfway before he couldn't go on. They knew there was a bandit den somewhere nearby, but only because their former boss had let slip its general direction while boasting drunkenly. They had no idea how to get there. If everyone knew, wouldn't bandit suppression be easy?
Shen Tang understood the complications and didn't make things difficult for him.
The thug was so grateful he nearly wept with relief. He'd thought Shen Tang would assume he was deliberately leading them astray and kill him. His neck had gone cold, but to his surprise, things had taken a turn for the better and he'd escaped with his life.
"Night will fall soon, which will make things difficult. We need to find the bandit den as quickly as possible."
Zhai Le wasn't particularly interested and showed little enthusiasm. He was more concerned about something else—had Brother Shen sobered up yet?
"Xiao Fang, do you have any ideas?"
The person addressed, Zhai Le, smiled. "If it were still daylight and we had enough people, we could search the mountain and eventually find them. But right now, there are only the two of us, and we don't know the terrain at all. That won't work. Our only option is to wait..."
Wait by the tree for a hare, and lure the snake out of its hole.
Shen Tang suddenly said, "What a pity..."
"Why did Shen-lang suddenly sigh like that?"
"I regret burying the second-in-command's younger brother so soon. We should've left him unburied and made these people carry him up the mountain, waving his head around as they went. The bandits are cautious, so they'd