Well... we'll just have to make do. What else can we do?

"What kind of look is that?"

Julian watched as the girl standing in front of him looked around, then glanced at him with a look of utter disdain and helplessness, leaving him both amused and exasperated.

What a complete idiot!

"What's with this thick fog in the mountains? Feifei, do you know?"

The group of people, relying on torches, finally managed to adjust to the sudden thick fog in the mountains. Although it was daytime and the surroundings were filled with white fog, after being frightened by the pitch-black fog the night before, they were all suffering from some fog PTSD.

"I've heard that fog does get in the mountains, but I haven't heard of any major incidents caused by it. At most, some villagers get trapped by the fog, but they all come down the mountain safely once the fog clears."

Wang Wenfei revealed all the information her character knew, saying, "That's a good thing, at least the fog in the mountains isn't as scary as it is at night."

"So what do we do now?"

Hearing Wang Wenfei's words, Lu Xiaoyao and the others gradually breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go up the mountain to find someone and go to the mountain god's temple."

Standing still isn't a problem either; there are specially built stone steps under their feet. Although they are not regular, they can be seen as a path, and as long as they follow them, they won't get lost.

With this in mind, everyone continued to climb. Perhaps it was just their imagination, but the higher they went, the more the surrounding fog seemed to dissipate. When they reached the end of the stone path, they saw Mingmei standing not far away, with the mountain god temple that had piqued everyone's curiosity behind her.

Because Mingmei stood at the entrance and didn't go in, their group didn't immediately enter the temple either. Instead, they stood there with Mingmei and looked around.

Upon closer inspection, everyone couldn't help but mutter to themselves—this mountain god temple was far too dilapidated.

The vermilion gate has faded, the plaque has peeled paint, and even the ancient text engraved on the stone couplets on the wall has long since weathered away with time, leaving only a few characters barely visible.

"The ghosts appear and the disaster is averted... Summoning wind and rain... Why are so many words missing here? Even the horizontal scroll only shows the three characters 'Ze Qianqiu'."

Lu Xiaoyao scratched her head and muttered, "It's so awkward. There are only a few words left. I might as well just scrape them off. It looks so uncomfortable like this."

"Isn't the mountain god supposed to be highly revered? Why is this place so dilapidated?" Merita asked. "If they believe in him, shouldn't the incense be burning brightly and the place be properly decorated?"

Just as they were commenting on the dilapidated entrance of the mountain god temple, the faded vermilion wooden door creaked open, and two people emerged from the temple. One of them looked very familiar to Wang Wenfei—

"Dad? You're really up in the mountains?!"