Hui Mian, who had been at the cave entrance, heard the commotion and immediately darted over, leaping onto Yi Shuyuan's shoulder.
Yi Shuyuan said nothing. Jiang Lang's expression flickered with astonishment and uncertainty. Gongsun Yin remained deep in meditation, while Zhang Liangxi was still unconscious, tears streaming down his face. Hui Mian could not tell whether this boded well or ill.
"Sir, it's nearly dawn. How did things go? Dragon King Jiang, why don't you tell me?"
Jiang Lang knitted his brows and glanced at Yi Shuyuan and Zhang Liangxi.
"I'm not entirely clear on what happened at the end either. A lot of what I know came from listening to people chatting by the river. Old Yi, I couldn't get onto the bank. How did it turn out?"
"What do you mean, you couldn't get onto the bank?"
Hui Mian looked at Jiang Lang in puzzlement. Jiang Lang promptly found himself at a loss for words and simply looked at Yi Shuyuan.
"Uh, nothing! Old Yi?"
Yi Shuyuan seemed to have been lingering over everything that had happened in the Demon Realm. Only now did he gradually come back to himself and look at Jiang Lang.
"How much do you know, Brother Jiang?"
Jiang Lang sighed.
"There were plenty of villagers fishing, eating, and chatting along the river in Xi Family Village. I was still rather muddleheaded in the Demon Realm, but it's all becoming clearer now."
As he spoke, Jiang Lang looked at Zhang Liangxi.
"I know what happened to Xi Liangsheng's eldest and youngest sons. His daughter stayed home instead of marrying, his wife washed her face with tears, and his harmonious family gradually fell apart. I knew all of it. I was frantic, but there was nothing I could do!"
Jiang Lang instinctively understood that all