C83 Thousandyear Red Fruit Is Little Charcoal

After dinner today, Yun Buhui had planned to explore the area. Having exerted considerable effort to reach this hidden utopia, he couldn't just leave without seeing more of it.

However, before he could set out, the sound of a gong reached his ears. The resounding clang echoed repeatedly. Those who had been ready to venture outside couldn't resist looking in the direction of the noise