Herbert looked at the familiar mist coming into view, his lips curled up slightly, and he chuckled, "I've been wandering outside for so long, it's time to go back."
"Hehe, I wonder if they missed me."
...
...
Two days later.
Mist Monastery.
The first ray of morning sunlight pierced through the mist, falling on the ancient walls of the monastery.
Thud, thud, thud.
Accompanied by heavy footsteps, a tall figure slowly emerged from the shadows of the underground.
"Ha..."
The burly man's smooth head reflected the bright light in the morning light,
The sudden burst of brightness instantly caught the attention of the surrounding cultivators, who, after a brief moment of surprise, immediately bowed their heads and saluted the burly man.
"Lord Bishop."
"Your Excellency Chief Judge."
They bowed their heads, respectfully expressing their admiration to the weary figure.
