The black-bellied Feng Ye

"It won't hurt to sneak a look." Feng Ye pouted with a defiant face.

"It's out of the question." Zhao Yang insisted. He remained unmoved and kept pulling Feng Ye to move forward. "Walk quickly. We can't stay here for long."

Feng Ye could only suppress his curiosity and followed him to leave this place quickly. Although he was very curious, he also knew that they could do nothing with their combat strengths. It was more important to protect themselves and kept themselves alive than to take care of others.

The two of them walked faster and faster. Gradually, they couldn't hear the sound of fighting anymore. They walked along the path and managed to see a small village before dark.

"Let's find lodging there! We'll leave tomorrow." Feng Ye cheered up after seeing the small village.

 "We brought a small tent." Zhao Yang replied. He would rather sleep in his own small tent than in a small village.