In a secluded courtyard at Longya Spring on Great Saintdragon Peak, beside a green boulder atop Little Saintdragon Peak, two people far apart stared at the nearly identical little cockroaches in their palms, speaking through them.
They were Li Qingyu and Ye Lingfeng.
"Xiaofeng, did you hear from Silver Dust? The Nine Dragons Imperial Tomb on my brother's side can already be activated. He's getting familiar with it now. It might come in handy."
Li Qingyu spoke gently.
"Mhm, I know. That is the last path."
Ye Lingfeng said.
"Then don't worry. It'll be fine. With him there, we'll definitely escape alive."
Li Qingyu said with complete confidence.
Yet the black-clad youth leaning against the boulder still had his brows tightly furrowed.
He shook his head and said, "It won't be that easy. Since the Sun Emperor has made you a chess piece, he'll definitely have layers of protection in place. He may even set traps. It'll still be difficult to get you out of this whirlpool."
"I know. At least we still have hope. We have to hold on, understand?"
Li Qingyu said firmly.
Ye Lingfeng closed his eyes and clenched his teeth in silence, his fists tightening.
"Fool, don't worry. I'm fine over here. Even if it's that Dragonman Shebaitang or whatever, he can't touch me. If he really pushes me too far, at worst I'll die. Does he dare?"
"The most troublesome thing now is that we don't know what kind of conspiracy these people want to create through this wedding, one that will harm all of you."
Li Qingyu said softly.
"Yes."
Ye Lingfeng nodded.
Seeing that he was truly troubled, Li Qingyu asked:
"Xiaofeng, what are you thinking about?"
"I just... feel a little lost. I don't know what I can do. Before a situation