Chen Lin withdrew his gaze from the coastline and looked back at Grass behind him.
"Master, what are your orders?"
Grass immediately asked, her face expressionless.
The corner of Chen Lin's mouth twitched, and he turned his head back.
Ever since she had taken the initiative that time, she had reverted to her old self, as though nothing had happened, and had never approached him again.
Even when he tentatively made a request, she ignored it.
He felt that she had only been trying to make some sort of declaration, rather than seeking intimacy between a man and a woman. Nor did she want any formal status.
He had asked her to change how she addressed him-to call him her husband instead of Master-but she had ignored that too.
"Let's go and see what's special about this continent. I hear it produces a material called mithril in abundance, which can be used to refine treasures that break formations. Let's stock up on some to take back."
Chen Lin spoke, and then the Spirit Boat became a streak of light, slicing across the sky.
Yinguang City.
This was the central city of the Yinguang Continent. Although it could not compare to Central City in the Southern Star Realm, it was still magnificent and imposing.
The governing authority here was Yinguang Hall. Its hall master, Wu Xingma, was a powerhouse at the ninth layer of Dao Rhyme. His combat prowess was said to be ferocious, earning him the title of the foremost cultivator on the Eastern Continent.
Anyone hailed as the foremost cultivator was certainly extraordinary. Moreover, he relied on his own cultivation and abilities, unlike Madam Miaoyin, who depended on external aids.
To avoid attracting attention, Chen Lin adjusted his build again and changed his appearance. Even Grass wore a disguise.