Luckily!
Otherwise, who knows if this old life of his would have made it through today!
He looked up and saw in mid-air, one Gu insect after another, staggering as if drunk, flying out the door, then further away.
"Where are they going?"
He walked out of the door and saw that not only this workshop but every single workshop and warehouse at the Little Volcano Military Factory, every tree, every stone... were all blown by this fragrant wine breeze, with drunken Gu insects flying up, gathering into a black cloud, a black wind, and they all flew away, entering the great fog.
...
Inside the tent, two young Gu Masters were sweating.
"Something's not right!"
"The Gu insects have entered some strange state."
"West State Boss?"
"He can't find us!
"This place is a hundred miles from the Little Volcano Military Factory!
"Besides, there's no Immortal Technique for Gu insects to find a Gu Master. Even if a Divination Master came, it wouldn't work!"
