After leaving the Heavenly Martial King's Tomb, Skinny Horse carried Liu Zheng back to the Tomb Guardian.
As before, the Tomb Guardian checked what he had obtained from the tomb.
There were naturally no issues.
These were things given willingly by the Heavenly Martial King and others, considering the Tomb Guardian would check them beforehand.
Liu Zheng glanced at the time; about two hours were left.
If he hurried, he might just get three to four things done.
"Well, Tomb Guardian, I'll take my leave first."
He said.
"Hmm. Do you want to be a savior?"
The Tomb Guardian suddenly asked.
"Huh? Not really."
Liu Zheng was taken aback but quickly replied.
He was no walking Bodhisattva, certainly not a savior, and didn't have a carpenter for a dad.
"Then have less contact with that person. It's a dead-end path, and the end doesn't even reach the cemetery."
The Tomb Guardian said.
He didn't say who, but Liu Zheng immediately understood that he was talking about Iron Rust.
