58 The Immortal Encounter Isn't Worth the Bother

The bright moon hung low in the night sky, casting cold moonlight across the ground.

Clouds were passing in front of the moon, and the moon seemed to flicker in the dark.

Lv Mudui's white gown was messy with bloodstains. He staggered out of Hidden Dragon Ridge as he lightly tapped his bamboo stick against the ground.

Behind him in the thick woods...

Night crows cried and flew high in the air.

The coachman waiting for Lv Mudui was shocked when he saw his appearance, and he immediately ran over to him.

"Have you run across some fierce animals in the mountain, sir? Earlier, I saw some of the locals running out of the ridge scared. There must be some kind of monster or something in the mountains..." the coachman said.

He then helped Lv Mudui into the carriage.

Lv Mudui waved his hand. Although he looked miserable, he was actually extremely excited. Sitting inside the carriage, he couldn't help but tremble with excitement.