When he was aware of their gazes, he smiled sheepishly and waved his hand repeatedly. "No, no. I'm just telling you about it. Don't worry, I won't go there."
"There is an inn in front, let's go and have a rest first!" Duan Ye pointed to an inn in front of them.
"Mm." Feng Jiu agreed, then turned to Song Ming. "Don't cause trouble again. We've been here long enough."
"I got it, I know." Song Ming responded, rubbing his head, and followed them sheepishly to the inn.
They rested all night until the next morning. Several of them got up to eat some light breakfast on the first floor. When they heard some guests in the inn talking about the burning mountain, they looked at each other and ate quietly.
