It's Actually Not Him

In fact, Li Xiaoran had really guessed correctly.

On the surface, the bailiffs left, but after arriving at White Foothill City, they told the head of the government office, who felt that something was wrong, so he rushed back overnight with his men.

At this moment, Luo Cheng and the others had already found a very hidden cave not far from the pool.

The four of them had a fire lit now and were enjoying themselves while roasting fish.

"Brother Luo Cheng, your fish roasting skills are simply superb! I'll learn more from you in the future! With my unlucky physique, I might be stranded in the wilderness one day. As long as I learn this skill, I won't have to be afraid of starving to death!" Wu Qinghe said enviously as he ate the fish.

Speaking of this, Luo Cheng was also interested.

"Is there really no way to dispel your bad luck? Why are you no ,onger unlucky if you follow me? I've been unlucky ever since I met you, so did you implicate me?"