Night fell again. Feng Xue slowly roasted the meat with Internal Force. It was a good thing Bu Tiange's Internal Force was of the Mixed Origin attribute; if it had been of the Profound Yin attribute, Chen Xiyao would have had to eat chilled meat at every meal.
"Did you remember everything I told you?" Feng Xue suddenly asked out of the blue. Chen Xiyao, who had already been rather quiet, grew even more solemn.
Even though she now had Internal Force and a cardboard box that could hide her presence, she still couldn't help showing a hint of fear.
"Don't be nervous. Eat something first. We don't know when we'll be able to start." Feng Xue could understand why she looked like this, but the longer they waited, the greater the chance Chen Xiyao would be exposed. The Cross Sword Guild had now sent a precious appraiser to the city, and no one knew when Chen Xiyao might run into them.
Besides, Chen Xiyao had gone this long without being exposed. Even if the Cross Sword Guild members were idiots, they should have realized she went out of the city every day. The guild members couldn't patrol the entire city wall, but Feng Xue believed it wouldn't be long before the local authorities simply started mobilizing ordinary [Nothingness] to keep an eye on one another.
For these people, who lived every day in fear of disappearing, a few bricks were all it took to make them risk their lives. Compared to the fear of vanishing, betraying one or two strangers was nothing.
Chen Xiyao didn't know what Feng Xue was thinking, but she could sense his anxiety. And the increasingly strong smell of blood that clung to him day after day made her instinctively connect the two.
She silently