At daybreak, the sound of hooves could be heard as spirit horses galloped away from East Stream Village.
The party had set out at first light, choosing not to stop by the village hall to bid farewell.
In the end, their stay here had not exactly been the happiest one.
Since they had already done their part, they no longer wanted to have anything to do with the villagers whom, to a large extent, they deemed undeserving to have received their help.
All they wanted to do right now was return to Purple Plum Mountain. That would mark the true completion of this sect mission, allowing them to finally stop thinking about it altogether.
While the bandits had been overbearing at first, it was the young noble’s entourage that came up on top, completely subduing the bandits by the end of the fight.
“The carriage is still there,” Gui Longcan commented as they got near.
It was the same exquisite looking horse carriage that they had seen before, likely belonging to the young noble’s entourage.
Now that about a week had passed, it was rather surprising that the horse carriage was still there.
This meant that the young noble Hui Shajing was likely to have stuck around instead of moving on with his journey.
That would make sense if this was a bustling town or if there were beautiful sights to be admired, but what could possibly be the reason for remaining here in the middle of nowhere?
The party could not help but have a bad feeling about this.
“Shall we enter?” Pu Feixiang asked.
“Let’s do that,” Mo Mian nodded solemnly.
After tying up their spirit horses, the group slowly headed for the entrance.
The interior of the inn was largely the same as what they had remembered.
It would appear that the damages resulting from the fight with the bandits had been repaired, albeit in a crude manner.
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