Qiu Ming waited for Liou Yuan's words for a full month, and upon hearing them, he howled excitedly: "Aaaaah, I've been suffocating!"
His deep voice echoed through the early morning of Xiaopei Mountain, startling the disciples who were still immersed in cultivation.
Each of them secretly cursed Qiu Ming, but no one came out to scold him.
The disciples of Xiaopei Mountain had long been accustomed to this.
Especially Xie Miaobo and Fu Xueping, who didn't even bother to open their eyes.
There was no need for Liou Yuan to urge further, as Qiu Ming, after howling, turned back into the house, shouldered the giant axe he bought at the Artifact Refining Pavilion a few days ago, and energetically followed Liou Yuan out the door.
The two headed straight for Shoushan Tower.
By the time they reached the entrance of Shoushan Tower, it was bright daylight.
