Dog Butcher sat on the side of the road, contemplating the best place to find kung fu practitioners from the Central Plains. Old Man Mu's acupoint had been restored awhile ago. Out of boredom, he was mindlessly kicking gravel around and waving the sword he had bought not long ago. Out of annoyance, he refused to talk.
Dog Butcher was facing a major issue. Since he knew nothing about Jade City, he felt like he was a blind man with no idea where he should begin searching. Yesterday, he had aimlessly wandered around the city with Old Man Mu pinned to his waist for more than half the night, and eventually he had inexplicably exited the city. Dawn had just broke, and there was nobody on the road except for themselves.