Lin Bai took the Posthumous Child and her mother, riding a flying sword through the gaps in the shattered city wall and speeding away.
Two flying swords streaked across the sky, heading straight into the distance.
But Lin Bai did not go far. Controlling his flying sword, he circled around more than half of the Imperial Capital.
From Ding'an Gate of the Imperial Capital, they arrived before another city gate—the Shanhe Gate.
Beyond the Shanhe Gate, in the mountain forests.
Lin Bai landed in the forest on his flying sword and looked at the Posthumous Child and her mother.
Because of the battle last night, the mother and daughter were pale with fright and still trembled all over.
"Don't be afraid. We should be safe for the time being."
Lin Bai spoke softly to the mother and daughter.
Li Qiaoyun raised her pale, bloodless face and looked at the barren wilderness around them. Then she asked, "Saint Son Lin Bai, where are we? Where are we going now?"
Lin Bai said, "This is outside another city gate of the Imperial Capital, the Shanhe Gate. It can be considered the mountain forest in the eastern outskirts of the Imperial Capital."
Li Qiaoyun asked, "Saint Son Lin Bai, what are we doing here?"
Lin Bai shook his head and sighed. "Although I can take you out of the Imperial Capital, the Third Prince's warriors will catch up soon, so we won't be able to escape very far."
"Our only option now is to return to the Imperial Capital!"
"Find His Highness Prince Chen and have him arrange where you will go."
"The Imperial Capital is probably still the safest place for you now."
Li Qiaoyun hugged Li Chuyin tightly. A trace of hesitation appeared on her face, but she had no better