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"": "A bundle hung there. It was no longer particularly bulging, and the few medicinal herbs left inside could not be eaten directly to fill his stomach.
The look on Mao Yousan's face made Luo Bin's expression shift slightly.
"You Gray Immortal have quite an eye."
"You turned the flagpole into a lantern handle and the flag into a bundle. Good, very good. That really helped me vent some anger."
Instead, Mao Yousan's tone was full of praise for Fourth Master Gray.
"Did you think your Fourth Master was some nobody?" Fourth Master Gray squeaked several times at Mao Yousan.
Luo Bin took several deep breaths.
He was still too weak, which was why offending the Weilu Sect left him so worried. Mao Yousan had no such concerns.
Mao Yousan found it satisfying precisely because he was still displeased with the Weilu Sect's secret scheming.
What was done was done. There was no point overthinking it. Besides, even though that old Taoist had seen him, he had not used the Blackblood Vine, released Moss Eater, or given his name. Surely he would not be recognized?
Wouldn't the Weilu Sect simply think their expedition had gone badly and disaster had struck their sect grounds as well?
In the end, Luo Bin suppressed his emotions.
This was exactly what people meant when they said it was good to shelter beneath a great tree.
Mao Yousan really could back him up.
Shortly before dawn, they left Worry-Free Mountain and returned to the car around noon.
Once they drove onto the national highway, Luo Bin prepared to set the navigation for Victory Qi Town. After losing so many days, it was about time to meet up with Luo Xianshen.
Just then, however, Mao Yousan began looking uneasy.
Then Mao Yousan