"Just as you said before, you have your own mission, and I have mine," Uchiha Madara said.
"Fine," Kenping Yuelai said.
Kenping Yuelai felt that he could no longer get anything of value out of Uchiha Madara, so he stopped pressing the matter.
Uchiha Madara and the others had already been traveling for several days. This time, because their numbers were smaller and none of them were in a good mood, they moved very quickly. Everyone wanted to get back as soon as possible.
Forget half a month—Uchiha Madara felt that they could return in ten days.
However, they had spent very little time resting along the way. Seeing the exhausted bodies and minds of these mages, Uchiha Madara could only shake his head helplessly.
He still felt somewhat guilty about this matter.
But Uchiha Madara had no choice, because ever since he had come to this world, there had been no other path for him.
The only thing he could do was return to his own world.
And now, he did not want to stay with this group anymore. The atmosphere here was too stifling, mainly because of him.
Uchiha Madara felt that if he left the group, the mood among them would improve considerably. At the very least, it would not be like this, with no one speaking to anyone else.
Everyone looked disappointed and dejected. Sometimes, Uchiha Madara could even feel their resentful gazes drifting toward him.
After thinking it over, Uchiha Madara took out the map Xing En had given him, along with the locations marked for him.
"From where we are now, where do you think I should go?" Uchiha Madara handed the map and the list of locations to Kenping Yuelai.
"What do you mean?" Kenping Yuelai did not understand what Uchiha Madara meant.