Four days later, in Shrek Academy's infirmary, Liu Erlong hurried everyone else out, leaving only herself and Yu Dashi, who lay in a hospital bed.
It would originally have taken Tang Hao only three days to carry Yu Dashi back, but Yu Dashi had been on the verge of breathing his last.
Tang Hao could only find a healing Soul Master to give him a quick dose of healing, then bring him back to Shrek Academy once his injuries had stabilized a little.
Of course, on the journey back, Tang Hao had failed to fulfill his duties as their driver, and so...
Yu Dashi's wounds had split open again!!!
Liu Erlong sat on the edge of the bed, her gaze burning with deep affection as she looked at Yu Dashi lying there. "Xiao Gang, how are you feeling now?"
"There's nothing seriously wrong at the moment. I'll be fine after resting for a while."
Perhaps it was because his wounds had split open again, or perhaps his brain was acting up, but Yu Dashi's voice sounded rather weak.
A faint silence settled over them. Only after a long while did Liu Erlong squeeze out a question. "How did it go?"
Though the question seemed to come out of nowhere, it actually made clear that Liu Erlong knew Yu Dashi had gone to Spirit Hall-and whom he had sought out.
Yu Dashi's expression shifted slightly. After a moment, he let out a long sigh and said, "People always change. It's been twenty years, and she's changed. She's the Pope of Spirit Hall now, no longer the Bibi Dong she once was. It seems I really shouldn't have gone to see her."
For Yu Dashi, lying was as commonplace as rice at the dinner table.
He couldn't exactly tell Liu Erlong that