Jingli had the awkward look of a man caught stealing a farmer's reed-feathered chicken. He stood there stiffly and said to Bai Yuxia, "Mali mali hong, thus speaks My Buddha. All right, that concludes today's sermon."
Only then did he turn back in delighted surprise. "Junior Brother, you're back? Sacred Hunt Mountain, right? I'll go with you at once."
Flying at top speed, Jiang Wang had spread his sight-consciousness and hearing-consciousness as far as he could. In truth, he had heard Jingli and Bai Yuxia's conversation long ago. He had deliberately slowed down, returning only after they had finished talking.
He naturally did not expose them now, merely ordering, "Yuchan, stay behind. Supervise them as they continue gathering clues, and look after Yuxiu while you're at it. Everyone else, come with me."
Lian Yuchan soothed the twin swords surging with killing intent and took hold of Swift Fire Yuxiu's wheelchair handles.
Without another word, the group followed Jiang Wang toward Sacred Hunt Mountain.
Ever since arriving in the Floating Continent world, Jiang Wang had been running from place to place without pause. He had scarcely stopped at all; even their discussions were mostly conducted on the road.
"Where's that woodcutter?" Xi Ming spread the steel wings on his back and soared freely through the sky, asking casually in a cold voice.
"Off doing something else. He isn't needed at Sacred Hunt Mountain," Jiang Wang replied.
Jingli walked shoulder to shoulder with Jiang Wang. Bai Yuxia secretly exerted himself, picking up his pace slightly to come alongside them. With his fringe fluttering in the wind, he said evenly, "Why did the boss send Lin Xian to do something else, leave Lian Yuchan behind to babysit, yet bring only me to Sacred Hunt Mountain?"
He looked perfectly casual, but the upturned corners