He woke up to find it was already past nine in the morning the next day.
Although the Hongming Blade had awakened its spirituality, its essence was still that of a mere blade.
The space contained within the Storage Pouch in Chen Hai's hand was, in fact, shaped like a long box, so storing the Hongming Blade inside naturally posed no problem.
He tidied up his belongings a little in the old house.
Chen Hai locked the front gate, then turned and walked towards the town.
His main purpose for coming back to his old home in Wuyang Town was to craft the Storage Bag.
Now that the Storage Bag was made, he naturally would not stay in this place any longer.
After several changes of transport, winding his way through the journey, it was not until after eight in the evening that he stepped off the plane and appeared at Capital Airport.
"Boss, over here..." Tian Mingjian and Bai Xiaohang stood near the airport exit, next to a sedan, chatting idly.
