Yang Qing and the others had never been to the south—to this southern land known as the Violet Luo Kingdom.
In fact, they had only gained a rough impression of the Violet Luo Kingdom after hearing Mo Chong describe it earlier.
After drifting at sea for over half a month, they had lost all sense of their original direction. None of them aboard the ship had much sailing experience, and they had already been tossed this way and that at sea more times than they could count.
And so, after all that drifting, they had actually ended up several hundred li from the place where they had first set out to sea.
At the time, they had assumed that hearing the tragic news about Master Si as soon as they came ashore meant they were not too far from that place. Who could have guessed that, because the Si Household specialized in shipbuilding, it was quite famous in all these coastal regions where people lived off the sea?
In truth, Yang Qing and the others were already very far from where the Si Household lived.
Later, their travels had taken them into Shaoyu City, carrying them even farther from the place they were at least somewhat familiar with.
Only now, when they settled down to think, did they realize they had been wandering back and forth through an unfamiliar kingdom all along.
Searching aimlessly in such an unfamiliar place for people connected to the Holy Envoys would undoubtedly be like fishing for a needle in the vast ocean.
"There's no need to make things so troublesome. You can go wherever you like, Young Master. Now that the threat of the Fierce Beasts is gone, there's nothing we absolutely have to do right away."
Mu Feng suddenly spoke up beside him.