"What? Such a thing actually happened?!" Chen Shijie laughed and scolded, "Look at you, Zhao Xing, I didn't expect you to be so improper."
"How can you tarnish my reputation!" Zhao Xing argued, "That's called a mission, understand? A mission!"
"However, although I don't indulge in pleasure, I have a friend who is quite well-versed in it."
"Long Xiao, once we get to Nanyang County, you won't even have the strength to draw your sword!"
"Hahaha, I'm looking forward to it!"
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Nanyang County is in Dayuan Prefecture and is more than forty thousand li away from Datong Prefecture's Wanfeng Mountain if you travel in a straight line.
On the way here, they took the route through the Li Fire Taoist School's fire pits, but they couldn't do that on their return.
Because they now carried so much with them—the Qilin Flying Boat, a Bronze War Chariot, a Green-eyed Dragon Lion—such items would not be suitable to transport through the fire pits, as the cost would be too great.
