Mao Jing showed little emotional reaction to what I said.
He merely asked calmly from the side:
"Do you have any plans now?"
I shook my head.
This was only an idea for now. There was definitely no plan yet. We had not even reached Yamakita Town, and we knew nothing about the Abyssal Moon Soul.
We did not know how many people had come for the Nine Chrysanthemum Sect's grand ritual either.
We also did not know where the Spirit-Guarding Treasure was or exactly what it was.
Under these circumstances, we could only play it by ear.
Of course, the first priority was obtaining the Spirit-Guarding Treasure.
Then, based on that, we could make things bigger.
In Japan, I had no lingering concerns. Kill, then run. Nothing else mattered...
So I merely replied to Mao Jing in a calm voice:
"There are no plans for now. We can only make our move after obtaining the Spirit-Guarding Treasure."
After hearing me out, Mao Jing gave an "Mm."
"Alright, get some rest!"
With that, Mao Jing leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.
The past few days at sea had not been rough, but they had still been exhausting.
In the blood-soaked room, I quickly closed my eyes as well and fell asleep before long.
It was not until six the next morning that our group woke up.
The blood outside had already congealed. The corpses were still there, and flies had begun buzzing around them.
Our group acted as though nothing had happened.
Senior Brother and Senior Sister had stabilized their ghost essence, but because daylight had come, they temporarily merged into my shadow.
After washing up briefly, we prepared to leave Yokohama and head straight for Yamakita Town.
Once we were ready, I said to Zhang Yuchen beside