Early in the morning, Lu Hong awoke from meditation, leading the remaining five hundred-plus people from Cursed Village to the small town they had settled in yesterday.
The originally quiet town suddenly bustled with activity. Upon hearing the noise outside, Xu Fubin got up to check and, in his excitement, leaped out of the window. If not for the timely catch by the village chief outside the inn, he might have landed face-first.
"Vil... Village Chief." Xu Fubin's words faltered in his excitement.
The village chief placed his hands on Xu Fubin's shoulders, laughing heartily, "My boy, you've grown... grown up indeed!"
