"Crack, crack, crack—"
The Rice Hat Wanderer put on the conical hat, and the young handsome face beneath it quickly transformed into an ordinary face. Bathed in the bright moonlight, the Rice Hat Wanderer turned and left.
After leaving the land of white mist, Su Mu returned to that cave, but unfortunately, the cave's owner still had not returned.
As he walked out from the depths of the mountains, Su Mu was somewhat surprised to find that after a month, the traces of demon beast activity in the Qifeng Mountain Range had increased significantly, and there were also many traces left by human martial artists.
Although the mountain path was rugged, Su Mu moved as gracefully as a dragon, walking effortlessly.
Along the way, a demon beast or two barely showed themselves, only to suddenly raise their fur in fear upon catching Su Mu's scent, then whimper and flee in a panic, as if encountering a natural enemy.
