One day had passed by, but Bai Kongzhao remained crouching inside the bushes and staring at the distant stone keep.

Light footsteps and a hushed call approached from the distance, soon followed by Anwen’s figure. His armor was somewhat damaged, and he looked fatigued.

His eyes lit up when he saw the young girl. He then said with a wry smile, “As expected, you’re back again.”

“I lost my way.” The young girl was staring forward, apparently focused on charging the stone keep. The reply was a mere arbitrary gesture.

Anwen looked helpless. “You’ve gotten lost three times.”

“Oh, I lost my way.” The young girl never heard what he was saying.

Anwen didn’t know what to do anymore. He crouched down beside her, saying, “Haven’t I told you before? We can’t handle this. Why have you run back here?”

The girl pointed at the keep. “There’s something good in there, something similar to the wine.”

“Just tell me if you want to drink! That wine has a bad side-effect, you can’t drink too much of it. Didn’t you feel anything after drinking it?”

The girl’s eyes never left the walls as she thought...