Li Shan was severely injured after all, and somehow he lapsed into unconsciousness once more.
When he finally woke up, he found himself inside a lizard-drawn carriage. The carriage swayed slightly as it rolled along toward some unknown destination, and beside him sat a figure, eyes closed in breath-regulation.
He stared blankly for a long while before finally speaking, "Who are you, and why did you save me?"
Hearing him, the person opened their eyes. Having lived in the Northern Wastes for a long time, Li Shan instantly recognized that this was a ghost cultivator. The eyes were actually agglomerated from clusters of qi-radiance, and the cultivation base appeared to be at least at the spirit cultivator stage, otherwise the ghostly body could not have been so dense and solid, resembling physical flesh.
The ghost cultivator smiled slightly. It was evident that this person was not particularly eloquent: "My name is Kou Chu, and I am a man of Huayan City, on my way back. Seeing you in distress, I simply lent a hand."
Did people like this even exist in the Northern Wastes?
While Li Shan was still muddled and confused, Kou Chu spoke again, "I saw you severely injured and collapsed in a gutter, looking utterly wretched. I figured you might have enemies, so I took it upon myself to bring you out of the city. I do not yet know what your plans are, but we have already passed the perimeter checkpoint of Fengdu City. If you still wish to go back..."
How could that possibly happen!
Hearing that they had already cleared Fengdu City, Li Shan felt as though a mountain had been lifted from his heart, and his entire body went limp.
Now those fellows like Zhao Zhu were already dead, ten to one **because