"Leave him alone."
Dan Heng said calmly,
"With Yan Huan's skills, he'll be back soon."
"..." Kafka did not know what to say for a moment.
"Let's hope so."
Kafka led Dan Heng onward, continuing down toward the lower levels by the usual route.
Along the way, the two looked around in every direction, hoping to spot Yan Huan.
Unfortunately, they found nothing.
Finding the road too quiet, Kafka started talking again.
"I heard that the world of the living will soon hold a Martial Arts Ceremony."
"Kafka still remembered watching a sword duel with her sister when she was little."
"The Cloud Knight swordsman defending the Luofu's title was exceptionally valiant, his sword light swift as lightning."
"The challenger from another land had fiery hair, and one of his hands was actually forged from steel. His fists struck like thunder."
"They fought for a long time, neither able to defeat the other."
Kafka looked at the bleak, enclosed surroundings.
"In the blink of an eye, so much time has passed."
"Kafka and her sister have both become beings of the underworld. We no longer get excited over competitions."
"By the way, Mr. Dan Heng, is the Sea of Stars crowded this time because of the Martial Arts Ceremony?"
"Yes."
"Even before this, I volunteered on the streets of the Luofu. Every day, I saw visitors from other lands coming and going. It was very lively."
"Is that so?"
"That's wonderful."
Kafka's tone made it impossible to tell whether she felt happy or sad.
"Unfortunately, Kafka is too busy with official duties to watch the matches..."
"With my appearance now, I would probably frighten people if I went."
"How could that be?" Dan Heng consoled her.
"Miss Kafka's skin is merely a little pale. In every other respect, she is