Five days had passed, and with their search yielding no results, the God of Sleep and the Furies reluctantly returned to Tartarus Hell to suppress the restless souls of sinners, as well as the clamoring Divine Monsters and Titans.
The three great Dream Spirits who had been left to keep watch also withdrew back to Dreamland one after another, leaving only a few members of the Tribe of Dream Spirits to act as sentries.
Clearly, they had given up on pursuing the three escapees.
However, for safety's sake, Luo En stayed two more days. After confirming that it was not a trap, he formally bid farewell to King Minos that night.
As departure was imminent, the Minotaur brought out the last team member from the court's prison, presenting him before the two.
Seeing Sisyphus still deeply asleep on the ground, Luo En couldn't help but be somewhat surprised.
"It's been seven days, and he's still not awake?"
"Awake, he woke up many times, over a dozen times."
"Then why…"