“So you only need the four main ingredients?” he asked.
Hou Jingshu nodded. “I’m hoping to find them here in these ruins.”
The next member of their group to appear was Huǒ Shuchang, who grinned when he saw them.
“Don’t you two look comfortable. I’m not interrupting, am I?”
“You are, actually. Beat it.”
“Don’t be mean, Wu! How can you say that to me?! Aren’t we best buds?!”
Wu Yong and Zheng Yawen appeared not long after Huǒ Shuchang did. The last to arrive was Yin Wuhan, who was sporting several bruises and what looked like a broken arm.
“Are you okay?” asked a concerned Hou Jingshu.
“I am fine,” Yin Wuhan grunted. “I merely let my guard down during the trial. This will heal in no time.”
“Hold on. Zhou Lihua made me some Bone-Mending Pills. Please take one.”
“My thanks, Your High
