Cultivation Issues

It was another two days before Long Meiling was able to find the encampment where Ryker was situated. The people of the former slave camp all kneeled upon her arrival as she descended out from a raging sandstorm, dressed all in white like some kind of goddess.

She quickly located Ryker in the biggest tent in the pit, bashfully ignoring the kneeling people all around her and making a beeline straight for him.

"Ryker!"

Barging into the tent, she paused as she was met with the sight of Ryker stuffing his face from a hotpot laid out in the middle of the tent. Hina was there with him, frozen with a slice of thick pork halfway up to her mouth as she stared at Long Meiling's sudden intrusion.

"Oh, Meimei! Just in time, wanna join us for some hotpot?" Ryker asked, greeting her with a smile as he continued to eat.

"Forget about that, are you alright?"