'You know, this thing would actually make a pretty good decoration back home.'
"Huh?"
As he drew closer to the Spirit Ship, Xiao Chen naturally saw Wang Ruiyang and his group.
However, after sweeping the area with his Divine Sense and confirming there were no Nascent Soul True Monarchs present, he wasn't concerned.
Instead, he nodded toward Sun Haoran. "Sun, you're still here."
"I must thank you for giving me directions earlier. Otherwise, I would have been delayed for quite some time."
If I'd gone to the wrong place, I might have been set back several months.
"Xiao?"
Sun Haoran's heart filled with doubt as he got a clear look at the newcomer's face.
'The Land of Fallen Stars is a full seven hundred thousand li from here. How did he get back so quickly?'
But the situation was critical, and there was no time to dwell on such things.
An idea suddenly struck Sun Haoran, and he was about to send a message with his Divine Sense.
'Xiao, save us!'
