"Martial Uncle, I'd like to return in advance."
Duan Ye and a middle-aged man stood aside talking. Perhaps because he heard that voice as well as having a bad premonition, he had some worry and thought of leaving in advance. He had the mind to make some inquiries about Feng Jiu's news.
"It's not long after we're out, you want to leave so soon? Why?" Puzzled, the middle-aged man looked at Duan Ye. "When we came out, your master asked me especially to let you have a good practice on this journey. If you leave at this point, I can't give an explanation to your master when I go back."
"I was worried about a friend of mine. Earlier, I heard a scream in there and for some reason, I was a little uneasy. So, I wanted to go back and inquire about her news." Duan Ye answered calmly.
"In that case, then…"
