Two weeks later.
Luo Yan and Bai Qixue returned to Jinge City.
The mission to track the Throne General ended in failure.
At the same time, Bai Shaotang told them that several Thrones from Yanfu were recruiting troops and assembling forces.
Both of them were in a somber mood.
A little later, Luo Yan took his leave.
Ever since a Throne General had shown signs of attacking Jinge City, the city had begun evacuating its civilians.
They were settling them in other Undercities.
Today, Luo Yan's mother would be heading to Guangling City, so Luo Yan naturally had to see her off.
After Luo Yan left, Bai Shaotang closed the door before looking at his younger sister. "How have things been between you and Luo Yan lately?"
Bai Qixue's eyes were vacant, her focus wandering aimlessly. At his question, she replied casually, "Pretty good."
Bai Shaotang coughed dryly. "How far have things progressed?"
Only then did Bai Qixue's eyes focus. "We have plenty to talk about when it comes to swordsmanship."
The muscles on Bai Shaotang's face twitched. "Swordsmanship?"
"What about other aspects?"
Bai Qixue's bright, dignified face remained completely expressionless. "We also discussed the issue of the Heavenly Ghosts, but neither of us made any progress."
Bai Shaotang said, "So you didn't discuss anything else?"
Bai Qixue looked puzzled. "Wasn't our mission this time to track the Throne General?"
"What, did we have another mission?"
Bai Shaotang sighed. "Little Sis, think about it. If all we needed to do was track the Throne General, Colonel Luo Yan would have been enough on his own. Why would I bring you along too?"
"Wasn't it so the two of you could grow closer? You spent three weeks together. Don't tell me nothing happened at all?"
Bai Qixue thought for a moment