It had been a whole night of turmoil; saying we weren't tired would be a lie.
Everyone slept until three in the afternoon before reluctantly hauling themselves out of bed.
All the girls in the courtyard stayed home to take care of Lin Jiaxuan, while Xiao Feng and Zhao Guo'an followed Sun Shijie up the mountain.
Earlier, due to the urgency of time, Xiao Feng hadn't had the chance to bury Sun Zhong properly; he had simply laid him on the bed, covered him with a blanket, and hurried down the mountain.
Now that he had some time, it was natural to give him a proper burial.
Of course, Xiao Feng didn't forget to bring his eighteen subordinates; things that could be solved with words did not require him to do it personally.
Hui Yi was initially very resistant, lying on the bed pretending to be pitiful and saying, "Dear brothers, seeing your senior brother like this, can you really bear to make me climb up and down?
Why don't you go there, and I'll rest in the temple... hey!"
