"We're not in a hurry to get back on the road. As the saying goes, sharpening the axe doesn't delay the chopping of wood. Even though half of Chouyun Pass has collapsed, the remaining inns should still be able to take people in. We'll rest up here for a while, wait for the uproar to die down a bit, and also give that Demon Cultivator time to recover from his injuries, then we'll decide what to do."
Hearing that they could rest, Zhiwei's eyes instantly lit up, and her little belly cooperatively let out a thunderous "growl."
It nearly scared Chen Ye out of his wits.
What a loud stomach growl—nothing elegant about it at all!
This girl!
Master could be sure she made that growl on purpose!
"Master! Zhiwei's hungry! Smashing that ugly bug just now cost Zhiwei a lot of strength!"
The little girl hugged Chen Ye's thigh, tilting her face up and hinting like crazy.
"Hmph, all you know is eating."
Chen Ye pinched her nose, speaking in a mock-annoyed tone.
