The Sorrowmender

PAID Chapter 110 – People in Cloud City are anxious

Amidst the endless snow and wind, on an unfamiliar path in the Snow Ridge—

Zhang Xiu descended the mountain and found refuge in an abandoned village house. There, he mended his meridians and reconstructed his dantian, a white mist rising around him as he quietly opened his eyes.

Ignoring the relief of surviving a disaster, he touched his stomach, a bitter smile on his lips.

"Just a little more, and I would have been crippled. The sudden disappearance of the real master on Cold Peak Ridge might be related to these people."

He muttered softly, recalling the scenes on the mountain, causing him to shiver involuntarily.

A wave of lingering fear.

The unfathomable white-haired girl, the fiercely powerful red-eyed youth, and the white-robed scholar with a smile as sharp as a knife.

To him, they were all experts. The uprising at Black Wind Mountain was likely guided by a few such masters.

Recalling his conversation with the white-robed scholar, his expression grew even more grim.

"I can't gamble, I can't gamble. I must do as he said. My cultivation hasn't come easy. At worst, I'll leave for another place afterward. With my skills, I won't lack a place to settle."

"Han Yun, oh Han Yun, though you haven't treated me poorly, your sins are many, inciting the wrath of heaven and men. You can't blame me. I'm just going with the flow, aligning with the will of heaven—"

He shook his head occasionally as he spoke, then rose and headed toward Cloud City.

Back in Cloud City, Zhang Feng reported everything he saw and heard on Black Wind Ridge to Han Yun.

Except for the part where he was beaten and his conversation with Xu Qingzhou.

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