The air still held Yiyi and Yang Yang's lingering scent, as pure as milk mixed with lilies.
Qing Chen picked up the notes they had left behind. The first was from Yang Yang: I'm heading back to the wilderness settlement. The Chen's Group Army may find that place, and they still can't do without me. The second was from Yiyi: I'm going back to the Hearth. Everyone has taken refuge in the snowy mountains of the Southwest. I need to join them.
Both notes were exceptionally brief, without a single unnecessary word.
It was as if they had agreed to leave this battlefield together and carry out their current missions.
Everything else could wait until everyone had accomplished their goals.
But Yiyi seemed to have been a little careless, because Yang Yang was still sitting with Qing Chen in the Outer World. The two had just arrived beneath the north slope of Mount Everest.
In another sixteen hours, she and Qing Chen would return to the Outer World together. Yang Yang had left, but not completely. Qin Yiyi did not know about this, so Yang Yang had given her a small little trick.
When it came to scheming, Yang Yang seemed to have the edge.
Qing Chen picked up the two notes and burned them all. Yet as Qin Yiyi's note burned, something like powder seemed to drift from the paper.
As the flames consumed it, Qin Yiyi's phantom suddenly appeared before him and gave Qing Chen a tight hug.
Then the white silhouette scattered away.
Well then, between the two of them, they probably had eight hundred tricks up their sleeves. Neither was any worse than the other.
Qing Chen checked the time again, then looked at his phone. A message from Qing Ji was already waiting there:
"I've