Jiang Wang, who had left ahead of the others, had no idea that the White Elephant King had given Yu Siqing only half an hour.
As far as breaking through the encirclement with Yu Siqing was concerned, time was actually on his side.
But Yu Siqing also didn't know that Jiang Wang had no means of sending messages across regions, let alone any way to break through the Sea Race's communications blockade. He had failed to call for help. From Yu Siqing's perspective, Human Race reinforcements from other regions could arrive at any moment, so he had to hurry.
This left both sides in great haste. Jiang Wang wanted to break through as quickly as possible, while Yu Siqing wanted to finish searching and killing as quickly as possible.
They had never met before and had never had any contact.
But now, in the Lost Realm, their respective origins and positions had made them opposing sides in the truest sense. One sought to break through; the other held the line. One hid; the other searched.
Yet after stirring up the enemy, Jiang Wang, anxious as he was, had withdrawn at once and gone into hiding with the utmost care. He seemed in no hurry to break through at all, as if he could lie low until the end of time.
And Yu Siqing, anxious as he was, remained motionless before the Boundary River, as though he had no concern about whether the mission would succeed and could stand there until he turned to stone.
The sages of old had said, "When Mount Tai collapses before you, your expression does not change; when a moose leaps up at your left, your eyes do not blink. Only then can you control fortune and misfortune and await the enemy."
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