Purple Wind City.
Inside a quiet room in the Clan Leader's Mansion.
Jiang Chen was seated here. After several days of recuperation, his injuries had finally stabilized.
Black Emperor held a roasted beast leg in one paw and a wine jug in the other. A single sniff revealed the scent of Wind Emperor Fire Brew; Zhao Hongluan's Little Vermilion Bird had likely suffered yet again.
Jiang Chen opened his eyes and looked at Black Emperor. "Little Black, did the people from the Ice King Race deliver the items?"
"They delivered it two days ago, every last bit of it!" Black Emperor grinned, clamping the roasted beast leg in his mouth. With a greasy paw, he took out a Storage Ring and handed it to Jiang Chen. "Also, all the medicinal herbs you had Zhao Hongluan help you buy are in here. By the way, Jiang Chen, should I bring out Yue Qianshan's body now?"
Jiang Chen was speechless as he took the grease-covered Storage Ring.
He glanced at Black Emperor and said, "Bring him out."
"Okay!"
