The man had come swiftly and left even more swiftly.
In the blink of an eye, he had vanished without a trace.
"It seems we've landed ourselves in serious trouble."
Yang Qing gazed at the now-empty path and let out a long, quiet sigh.
Though the man had not forced them to search for the Wind-Chasing Horse and the Inkcloud Armor immediately, every word he had spoken made it clear that this matter would not end here.
"Then let's not return to the City of Eternal Night. We might as well leave now," Bu Er said.
That would spare them from being forced into anything.
Yang Qing looked at him. "Did you get a clear look at that man's martial arts?"
Bu Er froze at Yang Qing's question.
Indeed, he had not sensed the man's arrival, and even when the man left, he had caught only a fleeting glimpse.
This man's martial prowess surpassed theirs.
It was precisely because he knew they could not escape that he had been so comfortable leaving them here alone.
In all his years roaming the martial world with Yang Qing, Bu Er had rarely encountered a worthy opponent.
Now, however, someone who seemed utterly harmless had pinned him down so completely that he could not move. The frustration was almost unbearable.
"Beyond every heaven lies another heaven; beyond every master stands someone greater. So this is what they mean."
Yang Qing patted Bu Er's shoulder. "Still, this man seems to have shown us some mercy. Let's see what move he makes next."
With that, Yang Qing left Wangjiang Pavilion and headed toward the City of Eternal Night.
They would meet a thousand changes by remaining unchanged.
"Your young master must already have a plan. We need only follow his lead."
Jiang Zhizhou offered Bu