Pan Yong and Chen Hu stood before the stone wall, watching Duan Rong's figure, faintly visible through the gaps in the forest trees.
Pan Yong said, "This kid, his skills are quite deep!"
Chen Hu said, "He might have some backing."
Pan Yong knew what Chen Hu meant. Being able to participate in alchemy right upon arrival, Duan Rong was the first.
"Get along well," Pan Yong suddenly said, as he clasped his hands behind his back and walked towards a certain direction in the forest.
Chen Hu looked at Pan Yong's back with a cold sneer, muttering, "Even you have times of backing down..."
As he spoke, Chen Hu headed in another direction; he had no particular destination, he just didn't want to follow the same path as Pan Yong.
By now, it was already three-quarters into the hour of 7 p.m. at night.
Duan Rong, Pan Yong, Chen Hu, and Yin Cong were inside a deep cave in the belly of the volcano.
Four torches were inserted into the stone wall of the cave!
