Jiang Man nodded.
"Then there should be a reward. It should arrive in the next few days," Ren Qian said.
Afterward, Jiang Man bid farewell to Ren Qian and flew back on his sword with the Old Yellow Ox.
After more than half a year, he could finally go home.
It had indeed been a trying time.
On the way, Jiang Man asked Old Huang, "They said you can talk now?"
"Mhm." Old Huang glanced back, a hint of reluctance in his eyes.
"Stop looking. We can't go back," Jiang Man said.
"The food in there was pretty good," said Old Huang.
"Is food more important than freedom? I paid a fortune to bail you out," Jiang Man said earnestly.
The Old Yellow Ox fell silent for a moment. He habitually tried to lower his head to graze but realized he was on a flying sword and gave up.
Before long, Jiang Man and Old Huang returned to their courtyard.
He was surprised to find the courtyard in perfect condition, even though he hadn't been back in over half a year.
'This is rather baffling.'
