Early in the morning, as the sky just started to brighten, Duan Rong walked out of the cave yawning.
Outside the cave, mist was swirling around. Duan Rong looked up at the sky, seeing clouds as thick as lead, layering everywhere...
The weather on Changling Mountain was known for its being cloudy most of the time. Duan Rong had been in the mountains for half a month and hadn't seen the sun even once...
"What an unlucky year!" Duan Rong muttered, unsure if he was lamenting the weather or his own circumstances.
After washing up, he contemplated that after finishing alchemy, Shang Xiangyu would likely have some leisure time.
Of course, there were still two corpses in the alchemy cave. However, Duan Rong figured that if the Judgement and Rectification Department got involved, the scene would likely have to be preserved as evidence for a few days.
