Gu Yulian's eyes flickered slightly as she stared closely at Tang Muyao's expression. "My master abducted you and brought you here. Aren't you afraid at all?"
Tang Muyao said, "What use would being afraid be? A female overlord like Yin Fei certainly wouldn't change her mind easily. If she wanted to kill me, even kneeling and begging for mercy would be useless."
"The Ming King's wife truly is no ordinary woman," Gu Yulian said.
At the mention of the Ming King, a blissful smile appeared on Tang Muyao's face. "There's another reason I'm not afraid. I trust my husband. He's a peerless hero. No matter where I'm imprisoned, he'll definitely come rescue me."
Gu Yulian gave a soft snort and was about to speak when a woman's voice suddenly drifted over from afar.
"Yulian? What are you doing here?"
Everyone followed the voice with their eyes, only to see a veiled woman standing quietly atop the branch of a large tree, a dead argali dangling from one hand. Her body rose and fell gently with the treetop, as light as a leaf resting upon it.
In the biting winter wind, the veiled woman wore a long, fiery-red dress. She resembled a winter plum blossom blooming defiantly against the wind.
"Master!" Gu Yulian bowed, her voice unexpectedly choked with emotion. "Master, you've been gone for months. Your disciple... Your disciple has missed you terribly. I heard you were going to oppose Eastern Sea Tang Valley. They have the advantage in numbers, and I was afraid you might suffer a loss, so I brought people to help."
This woman in the red dress was Yin Fei, Wei Siqin.
Yin Fei drifted down. It was as if invisible steps had appeared in midair, allowing her to descend gracefully one step at a time.