Swish...
In the afternoon of Fox Mountain, under the looming dark clouds and amidst the howling winds, a car sped quickly along the desolate grassy path.
Inside the carriage, Bai Mo sat quietly, opening his tablet.
"The afternoon's opening of the wilderness is basically completed."
"In another day or two, the disciples will have gained experience, and I won't need to go there."
Actually, by this afternoon, Bai Mo already need not patrol... but he still felt uneasy and wanted to take a look.
At this moment, he opened the tablet and started reading the documents left by Marquis Qing Yue.
"This document truly has depth!"
Beside Bai Mo, the bronze mask from Marquis Qing Yue immediately began to dance, rotating and swinging with a full face of smiles!
Millions of years later, there were still people who could recognize the marquis' work back then, making it very happy!
