For various reasons, Han Li hadn't dared stay long aboard that enormous flying ship belonging to the senior from the Covering Moon Sect. He certainly hadn't dared travel with her all the way to the State of Xu, either. Instead, he'd hurriedly disembarked midway, in the Yuanwu Kingdom. After taking care of some personal business, he'd flown alone toward Xu Jing, the capital of the State of Xu, and only just arrived after many days.
"Is that Xu Jing?"
"Mm!"
"As expected of the State of Xu's capital. It looks quite imposing—definitely bigger and more prosperous than the Yuanwu Kingdom."
Gazing into the distance at the enormous, square-walled city looming on the ground beneath the clouds, Han Li couldn't help letting out a sigh of admiration as he flew through the sky.
"But..."
"Come to think of it, I hadn't planned to come here at all..."
Han Li had originally thought he might never visit a place like this in his lifetime. Who could have guessed that, through a strange twist of fate, he'd have to come after all? It reminded him of Miss Mo, whom he'd arranged to travel here with a caravan last year.
Of course, he didn't dwell on it. The thought merely crossed his mind, leaving him with a touch of melancholy.
After all, Miss Mo and he belonged to two different worlds—one mortal, one immortal. Though they had a deep connection, they were destined never to cross paths again. Besides, given the situation with the Covering Moon Sect, he hadn't even dared accept his senior sister Chen Qiaoqian's feelings. He'd fed her Forget Worry Pills several times, for goodness' sake. How could he possibly let himself think too much about Miss Mo, an ordinary mortal whose whereabouts he didn't even know?
Besides, Xu Jing was