"We enter the Demon Grassland at noon today."
As Yao Zhuang spoke, he looked at Yang Qing. "But you'll need to prepare a few things."
"What things?"
Yang Qing naturally knew that the Demon Grassland was not so easy to enter.
Yao Zhuang surely had his reasons for saying this.
Yet to their surprise, Yao Zhuang merely looked at Yang Qing and sighed. "I thought these old bones would die of old age here. I never imagined I would still have a chance to accomplish something before then."
The remark came out of nowhere, stirring confusion in Yang Qing and the others. But since Yao Zhuang said nothing more afterward, Yang Qing suppressed his questions.
Everyone had a forbidden place in their heart, and only they knew what lay within it.
Yang Qing was not someone who forced his way into other people's thoughts. Since Yao Zhuang did not wish to speak, he would not ask.
"If possible, bring plenty of food, especially meat."
Seeing that Yang Qing and the others remained silent, Yao Zhuang added, "The Demon Grassland covers an enormous area. Once you enter, you won't get out for several days. Besides, there's nothing fit to eat in there except demon grass."
If they were desperate enough with hunger, they could certainly gnaw on demon grass.
But if they did, they would fail the first task they had come to the Demon Abyss to complete.
Food was not difficult to obtain, since they were currently staying at Chen Qian's tavern.
Moreover, knowing that they were heading into the Demon Grassland, Chen Qian had already prepared plenty of dried meat, roast pork legs, and other meat dishes that were both tasty and easy to carry.
Fortunately, Yang Qing's group had enough people that, no matter how much meat was