Lu Kuan hurried over with two thousand garrison soldiers, ordering a comprehensive search, and he kept calling out for Lu Hong on the muddy road.
"Master Lu, I'm right here." By this time, Lu Hong had already rescued Torian and Vida, and left them in the care of the garrison in the resettlement area.
"Sir, it's truly good that you are unharmed." Lu Kuan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Were you very worried about my safety?" Lu Hong smiled faintly.
"Of course, if something had happened to Baron Lu in the Mandarin Duck Dimension, I would have been drowned in the spit of the populace." Skirting past the small talk, Lu Kuan seriously asked, "Baron Lu, what is your opinion on the attackers this time?"
"Oh, it was just a misunderstanding," Lu Hong shrugged.
"Misunderstanding?" Lu Kuan thought for a moment and then realized, "Was the person who released the fog a strong figure from the Snowy Region?"
