It had been dark outside for a while.
A cold, slender moon hung in the sky.
I saw a group of people approaching from not far away; leading the group were three members from the Gu Sect, followed by Old Man Gu, the village chief, and a few villagers.
Zhang Shuying, who had obviously been running around all day, had two large holes in his shoes. Seeing me and Yu Longting, he asked slowly:
"Why... are... you two... here?"
"Catching... a Tree Infant?" I answered uncertainly, glancing at the charred Tree Infant in Yu Longting's hand.
Zhang Shuying followed my gaze, staring at the thing in Yu Longting's hand for a long while before finally stammering out, "So it really was at this pig farm, but the village is so big, how could you two be sure the Tree Infant was here? Snake Lord, are you hiding some kind of tracking secret technique and didn't tell me??"
Bearded Man sighed, "Isn't it obvious, Third Master?"
Uncle Zhong said, "Inadequacy is the original sin."
