The next morning.
A black alchemical flying boat, more than thirty meters long, rose into the sky. It flew into the clouds, then sped toward Yi Water City.
Aside from the two servants piloting the boat, there were only five people aboard, including Xiang Pangyun.
Xiang Pangyun sat casually on the deck, gazing at the drifting clouds around him and even down through them at the vast land below.
"Dongbo Xueying, twenty-two years old?" A strange smile curled at the corner of Xiang Pangyun's mouth. "If he's Title-level, then someone that young would be an exceedingly rare plaything."
Snow Eagle Territory.
On the summit of Snow Stone Mountain, near the cliff outside the castle, a young man dressed in black stood alone, gazing down the mountainside. Even just standing there, he gave the ordinary soldiers a faint sense of pressure. Dongbo Xueying usually made a point of keeping his aura in check, but he was in no mood for that now. A trace of the aura he naturally gave off was enough to make ordinary people feel oppressed.
Clip-clop! Clip-clop! Clip-clop!
Hooves pounded as three knights galloped up the mountain road.
"You're here." Dongbo Xueying looked toward them.
The three knights saw their lord waiting outside the castle. The lead knight dismounted in a single leap, handed his horse to a companion, and hurried over to Dongbo Xueying.
"Lord," the knight said respectfully.
"Any news from Tower Master Si An?" Dongbo Xueying asked.
"Tower Master Si An said that no noble young master is known to have died suddenly anywhere in Yi Water City. He's already sent the news to Dragon Mountain Tower in Qinghe Prefecture's prefectural city. We should have an answer within three days," the knight replied respectfully.
Dongbo Xueying furrowed his brow.
It was just as