The two of them didn't leave the cave to head home until the sky had darkened once more.
Before leaving, Zhao Zuo blocked the cave entrance with packed snow, making it look completely unremarkable from the outside. He also memorized the surrounding environment, treating it as a potential escape route for the future.
The cold wind blew relentlessly. With every step, the snow underfoot made a CRUNCH CRUNCH sound. The only light in the sky was a faint, crescent moon, making it so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.
The night grew even colder.
Zhao Zuo returned home and checked everything over. Ever since he got the Storage Bag, he hadn't stored any Spirit Rice in his rice jar, so even if someone were to break in, they would likely leave empty-handed.
