After Old Liu went off to take a dump, the ancestral ceremony began, so Ren Ye and the others focused on watching the spectacle. And as soon as the ceremony started, a battle erupted in the Long Family Ancestral Land. Amid the chaos and their desperate scramble to escape, everyone naturally forgot the warrior who had brought no toilet paper.
But even if he had no paper and took so long that he failed to return before the ceremony, the ensuing battle had been so loud that he could not possibly have failed to notice it. Even if he had not found them immediately, he should have returned with the common folk. After all, the Vengeful Ghost Sect had only targeted the Long family without indiscriminately killing innocents, so Old Liu should not have been caught up in it.
What the heck was going on?
Where was he?
Brother Tiger was rather blunt. Raising his eyebrows, he said, "He really got lost?!"
"...!"
Xu Bangzi replied speechlessly, "If a third-grade supernatural ability user really fucking got lost taking a shit, that would be a wonder for the ages. It would deserve a place in the history books."
"If he isn't lost, why hasn't he come back? It's been almost four hours. Even a pig should have made it back to its pen by now." Yin Tiger could not fathom it. "Damn it, did something happen to him?"
"Don't jinx it."
Xingshan was exceedingly strange, both a great tomb and a sea of crimson, so his words gave Ren Ye the creeps. He immediately stressed, "My brother Old Liu is blessed with good fortune. Even months traveling through the universe didn't kill him. He definitely won't meet his end taking a dump."
"But waiting like this won't do. Let's go back