After some contemplation and weighing the options, Jiang Shouzhong finally listened to Jiang Yi's advice and decided to wait for Jiang Wan to appear.
Just like Jiang Yi said, Jiang Wan couldn't hide forever.
Especially now that they had successfully arrived at the Ghost City, Jiang Wan had previously put a lot of effort into bringing him here, she surely had some sort of plan.
Jiang Shouzhong found a rather secluded place nearby to sit and wait.
There was not a hint of bloodstain in the dark sky, only those blood-red lanterns gently swaying in the eerie wind, casting a strange light.
Jiang Yi wrapped herself in her clothes, her gaze somewhat hollow as she stared into the void, her eyes full of sadness.
She wanted to find a place to sit, but as soon as her bottom touched the stone bench, she inhaled sharply from the pain, her eyebrows knitted, and then looked at Jiang Shouzhong with eyes full of anger and grievance.
This guy, couldn't he be gentler?
