The fight had ruined their appetite for noodles, and neither of them was in the mood to continue their leisurely stroll.
So, they turned around and headed back toward Emei Mountain.
As for what would happen to the Eastern Barbarians, that would depend on the local Patrol Office.
In the past, Zhao Rui would have had to rely on Zheng Huai Peak's reputation to clear his "suspicion."
But in Sichuan Province, with his status as a Qingcheng Elder, killing a foreign scoundrel or a Demon was something he didn't have to worry about at all.
Because this was their "job"!
Still, to avoid any trouble, the two didn't take the same route back. They took a small detour to a more distant town and quietly ate a bowl of noodles.
"Fellow Daoist, have you ever heard of Gui Xu?"
After finishing their noodles, the two began their slow walk back toward Emei Mountain. Zen Master Zhisheng's gaze was distant as he spoke.
"Gui Xu? I've never heard of it."
Zhao Rui shook his head.
