The night wind howled, sweeping through their robes, and dispersing some of the sadness and heaviness.
The belief in revenge was like the brightest star in the night sky, guiding their direction forward.
"Mo Han, do you remember the exact location of that cave?" Amidst running, Luo Chen asked. Although he was part of the previous battle, his memory of the specific location was not as clear as Mo Han's.
"I remember, it's where the Crystal Ball exploded. I won't forget." Mo Han's voice carried a barely noticeable tremble, clearly affected heavily by his uncle's sacrifice, but he was suppressing the sadness, focusing his attention on revenge.
"Good, that's good." Luo Chen nodded, not saying more, just silently quickening his pace.
Throughout their journey, they encountered several sporadic patrol teams from the Blood Ghost Sect but managed to handle them easily.
