Dusk.
Gu An returned from cutting wood.
He sighed with relief.
Today, he deliberately slowed down the pace of woodcutting.
It was to show those people.
Moreover, he indeed needed rest after enduring pain the previous night.
After all, it's easy to see through a feigned deep voice.
So, he could only go half-truth.
In any case, the surrounding gazes were no longer special; after some time, he would become just an ordinary member.
There was nothing else to worry about.
Eating some simple dry food, Gu An sat at the doorway, waiting.
Today he noticed that it was quite bright outside at night; many people would drink and eat meat by the bonfire, then spar.
They seemed happy, but there was numbness in their eyes.
Gu An was quite curious where the wine came from.
The meat could be understood since there were plenty of demon beasts here.
In the logging area, there were also demon beasts.
But there were people watching over, comparatively speaking, it was relatively safe.
