Thinking of this, Shang Ze endured the pain in his body, sat cross-legged, and began to practice seriously.
The carriage was driving on the mountain road. The guards outside heard the steady breathing of the two people inside, and their tense emotions finally eased a little.
Suddenly, he frowned and looked up at a tree on the side of the road.
There was nothing there.
He scratched the back of his head. Was he seeing things?
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