Xianzhou Luofu.
Countless skiffs flew over Dan Heng's head, leaving him somewhat dazed.
"What are you doing?"
Dan Heng turned back and asked in confusion:
"You went through all this trouble to bring me here. The Luofu doesn't seem to need the help of the Star Rail Express."
"Besides, if you truly want to help, why not contribute yourself?"
"Have you forgotten your identity?" Blade glanced coldly at Dan Heng:
"You are a sinner."
"Yet you are also a criminal." Dan Heng's gaze was calm:
"Even on the wanted list."
"You talk too much." Blade looked silently ahead:
"Anyway, someone will come to find you later."
"I still have a mission, I'll take my leave."
Leaving those final words behind, Blade crawled back into the small flying vehicle and soared straight toward the horizon.
Standing on the ground, Dan Heng could only watch its exhaust trail.
"..."
Walking down Xuanye Avenue, Dan Heng was surrounded by an endless stream of merchant calls and a bustling crowd.
It seemed the customer traffic here had increased.
Amidst the crowd, Dan Heng found a quiet teahouse and slowly sat down.
"I've returned here once more."
Gazing at the coming and going Luofu citizens around him, Dan Heng felt a bit dazed.
Although he had once promised to do something for the Luofu, he hadn't made much of a contribution.
The position of Dragon Master of the Vidyadhara, his former incarnation Dan Feng, had already been passed on to Bailu.
And Luofu General Jing Yuan was busy worrying about the Luofu's post-disaster reconstruction work.
Even Yan Huan, who was similarly far away in Penacony, knew to drag Jing Yuan over to play in a dream.
In comparison, he really was a bit irresponsible.
"I should let them know I'm safe first."
After the waiter