Yun Ran also turned around and returned to her own carriage, as for the person still lying on the ground, no one paid any attention to him.
The night that already required intense vigilance became even busier because of the people captured by the Dragon Spirit.
Even the guards convalescing in the camp were pulled out to stand watch.
Murong Xiao woke up in the middle of the night, lifted a corner of the tent, and looked at the brightly lit outside, not daring to ask even a single question.
"Nephew, you're awake? I've saved some food for you, eat a bit quickly, your wounds need proper care."
Murong Xiao looked at the food box handed to him, and the aura of vigilance around him dissipated considerably.
"Thank you, Uncle."
"Ah, no need to be polite, during this time, we rely on each other for survival and must help each other."
Murong Xiao did not stand on ceremony and finished eating the food in a few bites.
