Kang Shi also saw the scholar in azure robes.
He stared blankly for two breaths. "Xing, Xingning?"
Only after speaking did he realize something was wrong.
Wrong!
This scholar in azure robes was not Yan Xingning at all, but an incarnation from Zixu Wuyou. If the situation had not been inappropriate, Kang Shi would have gone over to demand an explanation. What exactly was going on? What was Yan Xingning brewing up in her belly again?
Chu Yao asked, "Is he Yan Xingning's true self?"
The true self and an incarnation were still fairly easy to distinguish.
Kang Shi shook his head. "No. It should be Wuyou."
"What is he trying to do?"
"Shi... I can vaguely guess at a few possibilities..." Kang Shi's tone was slightly bitter. He had always understood one thing very clearly: Yan An's Way of the Scholar was a double-edged sword. It could kill enemies, but it could also kill its wielder. Taking the current situation into account, Kang Shi could guess most of the truth.
Chu Yao asked, "Is it to our advantage?"
Kang Shi nodded. "It is."
Though Chu Yao did not know the reason, judging from Xun Zhen's earlier words and Kang Shi's attitude, she understood some of it as well.
"Is his life in danger?"
Kang Shi gave a bitter smile.
"About... ten deaths, no life."
Chu Yao immediately regarded him with solemn respect.
As Kang Shi watched that figure in the distance, the image of himself and Yan An boating and drinking lightly while roaming across a blue lake rose unbidden in his mind. The two of them had been young then, and their first meeting had been somewhat unpleasant. Though they had become acquainted through a fight, after a long conversation they had taken one another as kindred spirits.