At this thought, his eyes lit up. He grew even more expectant of the spoils from the Black Wind Thieves.
After another careful inspection to ensure nothing was left behind in the grotto, Yang Jing transformed into a streak of Tunneling Light and vanished.
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Zhang Pan was pacing back and forth like an ant on a hot griddle, stopping every so often to glance at the perfectly calm Chi Yu and Yellow Foot.
If the two children hadn't remained, he would have suspected Yang Jing had already abandoned them and fled on his own.
He was tempted to abandon the two children and leave with the young master and miss, but the memory of Yang Jing casually slaughtering the Black Wind Thieves' Tribulation Cultivators on the Flying Boat made him hastily suppress the thought.
A short while later, Yang Jing's Tunneling Light leisurely approached from the distance, landing before them.
