Two days later, Bai Shuo and the others finally neared the edge of the forest. Upon walking out of the gloomy woods, everyone heaved a collective sigh of relief. They had to remain on high alert every day in the forest, and it was utterly exhausting.
"We'll stop and rest for a moment. Then, we'll head straight back to the Bai Family in one push!" As their tension finally eased, a wave of fatigue washed over the group. Bai Shuo gave the order.
Hearing this, everyone nodded and plopped down on the ground. They began to chat and laugh, looking completely at ease. Bai Shuo, meanwhile, walked slowly toward the carriage.
Inside the carriage, Shen Haoran had already awoken. He sat cross-legged on a cushion, his body shrouded in a faint, gray mist. After two days of effort, Shen Haoran had finally cleared the most crucial meridians in his body. Wisps of warm Spiritual Power began to circulate within him, nourishing his ravaged frame.
