Two days later.
After the matters at Li Shui Sect were handled, Wang Yufan left Li Shui Sect with Li Meng'er, Li Qiye, Mo Zheng, and Little Black.
"Master, where are we going this time?" Li Qiye asked on the way.
Wang Yufan smiled and said, "As for the next stop, I don't know either. Let's just go with the flow."
Upon hearing this, Li Meng'er disagreed and loudly said, "Young Master, aren't you forgetting something?"
Wang Yufan pretended not to know and said, "What? I don't know what else there is. Let's head southwest now."
After Wang Yufan finished speaking, he took a step and instantly appeared ten meters away.
Seeing this, Li Meng'er stomped her foot angrily and said, "You don't keep your word. Hmph."
Li Qiye was utterly bewildered by what he heard. He had only met these people two days ago. There was a black-robed middle-aged man whose strength was unfathomable, a Ghost-Face Mask Woman, and a Little Black who called himself Brother Dog.
