Sword Casting Manor.
Seeing them leave the dungeon, Su Yuniang felt a bit bored at the manor.
"I really want to go tomb raiding, really want to move bricks, if I can't move bricks I'll die, my roommate's dying wish was just to see me move bricks."
She shouted:
"Boohoo, even if I don't raid tombs, I also want to visit the temporary tomb raiding marketplace, look at local specialties, and chat with the demon cultivator sisters next door."
She lay on her office desk in the steward's room, bored, watching Jiucai Rong in the distance, with a pile of documents on the desk, scribbling away.
"Stop bothering me."
Jiucai Rong replied coldly: "If you're really free, help me correct these documents."
Even Jiucai Rong can only sit in the steward's room, looking enviously, jealously, angrily at his own Embers going crazy while leading the group—Su Yuniang wants to run?
Lucky to come back alive.
