Han Shuo and Trunks returned to Sun Radiance Valley, one following the other.
Gilbert, Emily, and Phoebe had already returned to the shop with the Water-Extreme Land. They were anxiously waiting for Han Shuo, afraid something might have happened to him.
"Are you all right? I never expected that old fellow Ferguson to be with the Rainbow Sickle Mercenary Group too. Luckily, we weren't his main targets. Otherwise, even with Gilbert, we might not have made it back so easily!" Emily exclaimed, still shaken, when she saw Han Shuo return safely.
"Yes, Ferguson cares quite a lot about that grandson of his. The Rainbow Sickle Mercenary Group suffered heavy losses tonight. They certainly won't swallow this insult, so we should be careful!" Han Shuo understood that the Rainbow Sickle Mercenary Group was by no means weak. The valley had only fallen into such chaos because their experts were absent. Otherwise, they could never have caused such a commotion so easily.
"What happened afterward?" Phoebe and the other two had left early and knew nothing of what followed. Seeing Han Shuo return safely, Phoebe could not help asking.
"Nothing important. After you left, I took advantage of the chaos to escape too," Han Shuo answered.
Calls from the heart came from the distant Dark Forest, continually echoing within Han Shuo's heart. Seeing that there was nothing more to explain, Han Shuo could no longer contain his curiosity and immediately said, "There shouldn't be any trouble during the day. Everyone's been busy all night. Get a little more rest before it's fully light!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Shuo hurried back to his room and chanted a spell. The ever-dutiful Little Skeleton appeared before him, holding the Bone Blade.
After issuing an order, Han Shuo took out the magic rods