It's been two days since returning to the Eastern Territory sea, and Han Yu has remained silent, keeping to himself.
He still finds it difficult to come to terms with the deaths of Coconut and Yi Xian.
Moreover, the tactics of the Wise Old Man have been troubling him deeply.
The events that transpired at the junction of the East and West Realms are already somewhat known here in the Central Continent. Mo Xiuwen walked out of the small workshop with a forlorn expression, coincidentally bumping into the layman and You Li.
The three of them gathered silently, sighing in unison.
You Li felt the most guilty about Coconut's death, after all, she was the one who lost track of him back then.
Upon learning of Coconut's death, she became a sobbing mess.
Even the two big men, the layman and Mo Xiuwen, were deeply depressed.
"How's the pharmacist doing, should we go check on him?"
