Yun Shang was about to shake his head.
But after staying in this ghost place for so long, there was only that little bit of fun.
He bit his teeth and instructed:
"Go and come back quickly, remember, don't leave any traces."
"Hey, Brother Yun, you still don't trust how I, Qiu, do things, or what?"
Qiushang was in excellent spirits.
Since he already had a new plaything, there was no need to keep the woman in the cave. He immediately flicked his index finger and with a puff, a flame shot out and fell with a whoosh onto the huddled woman in the cave. The woman let out pained whimpering sounds, but it was clear her tongue had been cut, so she couldn't even scream for help, and she quickly turned into a pile of ashes, scattered by the wind, as if she had never existed in this world.
Qiushang, familiar with the route, headed southwest.
