"Where is this?"
After walking for a long time, Ye Lin and Wang Zheng arrived in a space neither too large nor too small. The furnishings within were simple.
There were only two beds and two tables, with various decorations hanging on the walls.
"This seems to be where those two tavern attendants lived. It should be fairly safe."
Wang Zheng opened his eyes and glanced around before speaking.
After saying that, he seemed to have burned himself out, collapsing straight to the floor unconscious.
Ye Lin, meanwhile, walked around the area. Only after confirming that it was truly safe did he finally let out a breath.
These walls had been reinforced by Saints. There was no way he could break through them.
Otherwise, he would have escaped long ago.
Glancing at the tunnel they had come through, Ye Lin casually waved his hand. Countless clumps of earth immediately sealed the entire entrance shut.
If those people did not make a point of searching, they would not be able to find them.
After finishing all that, Ye Lin sat cross-legged where he was and quietly began to recover.
In the darkness, Ye Lin recovered while keeping his vigilance at its peak.
At the slightest movement, he would immediately release a clone and kill whoever came in.
Time trickled by bit by bit, and Ye Lin's mind grew increasingly clear.
A full three days passed before Ye Lin completely recovered to his peak.
"This wine's aftereffects are way too strong."
Ye Lin opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing through them.
This wine really packed a punch.
His head had only been a little dizzy.
Even so, it had taken him a full three days to completely dispel the alcohol from his body.
Meanwhile, Wang Zheng was still lying on the