"..."
When Su Yueli returned to Great Li Pass, Han Yu was already able to walk out of bed.
Although her left arm still lacked strength and the wound on her abdomen had not fully healed, her spirit and vital energy had clearly recovered a great deal.
Hearing footsteps, Han Yu raised her head. "Master, didn't you find him?"
Su Yueli nodded, placing a few items on the table.
A broken sword, a jade pendant, and bloodstained clothing all belonged to Shen Huai'an.
Unfortunately, she simply hadn't managed to catch Motian Xing.
Han Yu picked up the jade pendant to inspect it for a moment. "These things only prove he was once in Motian Xing's hands."
"They cannot prove he appeared in those hiding places."
"I know."
"Then why did Master keep pursuing him place by place?"
Su Yueli looked at her, and Han Yu did not avoid her gaze.
Over these past few days, the situation on the continent had continued to deteriorate.
Every time Su Yueli left, the war expanded further.
By the time she returned, Motian Xing had long since relocated, and this stalemate could not be allowed to continue.
"Master, Motian Xing knows what you are thinking. If he can be saved, you will save Shen Huai'an along the way."
"Because of this, he is using that point to his advantage."
"I have not let my state of mind be disordered by him."
Su Yueli shook her head, her tone calm. "Finding Motian Xing was always the most important matter."
"Only by finding him can the war possibly end."
If it truly came down to it, she wouldn't mind killing Shen Huai'an.
Hearing this, Han Yu asked, "If you find him and Shen Huai'an is still alive?"
"Can you guarantee you won't hesitate when you strike?"