An unforeseen calamity—truly an unforeseen calamity! That damned monster bird, that damned...
Damn it, I must've left home without checking the almanac. What kind of mess is this?!
Xu Yi cursed furiously under his breath as he hurried onward.
The woman's earlier attack had been something he'd never seen before. He was terrified she would come after him from behind.
The sheer force of that single blow had made Xu Yi truly feel his life was in grave danger.
"Don't let him die. How would I explain that to Sixth Uncle? He must be from the academy. Huh, he actually survived! Oh no, that damned bastard didn't die. I, I can't possibly... I..."
The woman's clothes were soaked through and clung to her as she looked around from midair, then dropped back into the spirit spring. Her face was red as a bolt of cloth, her heart a muddle of conflicting emotions.
She resented her own mercy for sparing the White Eagle's life, allowing it to do such a thing.
She also blamed her carelessness. How could she have assumed that being high in the clouds and putting up a concealment barrier would make her safe? If she'd taken a little more trouble to set up a protective array, this embarrassing mess would never have happened.
While the woman's thoughts churned, Xu Yi was fighting for his life.
He had no idea that the woman's earlier attack had been an instinctive reaction. He assumed this ruthless stranger who had appeared out of nowhere meant to kill him to cover her tracks, and he plunged through the snow toward the foot of the mountain.
The journey was too grueling to put into words. By the time he made it off the snowy peak, it was almost the hour of the Pig.