Qin Ming did not peel off any more stone skin, as the environment in the mountain forest did not allow him to act impulsively. A beam of light could rise at any moment, endangering his life.
The stone had shrunk in size twice, and it could barely fit into the sleeve of his beast skin robe, but he chose not to do so.
Qin Ming walked out of the mountain, leaving the stone in the dense forest.
He noticed that at the exit of the mountain, there were people watching, as each major organization was closely monitoring for the special produce at the node.
Not long after, he saw a woman wearing a fur cloak, tall and standing in the wind and snow. Her black hair fluttered in the wind, yet her true face remained hidden.
"He is indeed unharmed." The crow was also there, having noticed Qin Ming, a symbol flashing through its purple eyes as it took a few extra glances at him.
