"Nothing much, just went out on a trip." Lin Tian said casually.
"What kind of trip is that magical? Is there even a place my Brother Ning hasn't been to?" Ning Wenbin's eyes lit up; this jokester thought he'd gone to some tourist Holy Land.
Lin Tian mumbled, "There are lots of places you haven't been. Somewhere very far, very cold, and with no sign of people."
If Ning Wenbin found out he'd gone to Kunlun Death Valley, with this joker's personality he'd probably make a fuss about going too. That place isn't somewhere ordinary people can enter; even those Ancient Martial Artists nearly lost their lives in that valley.
"Brother Lin, that's not cool. You wouldn't even take me to such a fun place. Remember to bring me next time." As expected, Ning Wenbin was full of interest, shouting to reserve a spot for next time.
