A few seconds later, Leng Xiao walked out through the gate to the Undead Demiplane. She glanced at Huo Yuhao, then at their surroundings, and asked curiously, "You finally contacted us. We thought we'd have to wait ages longer. But what are you doing here, and what happened to your left eye...?"
Huo Yuhao did not answer. He only asked Leng Xiao, "How have things been on your end? Nothing went wrong while I was away, did it?"
"Things have been pretty good," Leng Xiao said. "Judging by the surroundings, I guess you're back. I don't know how long it's been outside, but two and a half years have passed in there. Everything's been proceeding in an orderly fashion. The cities, roads, and all that are basically finished."
"It's just that all this work is exhausting. Even with my brother, Sister Yue, and a few others helping, we still can't finish it all. I feel like I'm about to die from exhaustion..."
At this point, Leng Xiao began complaining. Huo Yuhao managed a faint smile, then felt his wrist to assess his bone age.
Huo Yuhao then discovered that his bone age was now around twenty-three. In other words, only a little over two years had passed since he landed in the Far North.
That matched what Leng Xiao had said. Huo Yuhao simply had not expected to spend two and a half years encased in ice.
He said to Leng Xiao, "I'll talk to you about the rest once I'm back. For now, help me get these people settled. They won't be living in there permanently; it's only temporary. Mainly, what I'm going to do next is too dangerous for them, so make arrangements for them first."
Hearing this, Leng Xiao nodded and said, "No need to be so