"Young Master Wen, what should we do now?"
Huang Yu walked over and asked tentatively.
"Young Master Huang, thank you all for your efforts. I'll follow her and take a look myself."
Wen Pengfei sighed softly as he spoke to him.
Puzzled, Huang Yu asked, "Young Master Wen, forgive me for prying... is that young lady a relative of yours?"
Wen Pengfei nodded.
Huang Yu said, "Then why won't she listen to you?"
In his eyes, Wen Pengfei had made his name while still young, a talented and accomplished youth, one of Heaven's Chosen whose fame resounded far and wide. Whatever his elders thought of him, a young man like that ought to command considerable respect among his juniors.
Huang Yu himself had several younger cousins on both sides of his family who trusted him deeply.
As the saying went, if you could not sweep your own house, how could you sweep the world? These young geniuses ought to possess a bearing that inspired trust; that was the foundation upon which they would lead their peers in the future.
Wen Pengfei glanced at him but said nothing more, walking away in silence.
In the wilderness outside Lingdi Prefecture, Fang Yue raced along, her figure swift as lightning and her eyes brimming with tears.
"Liars, all of you!"
"I'll never trust any of you again!"
"Hmph..."
Having suddenly learned where the command talisman in her hand and her status as a Wind-Catching Envoy had come from, Fang Yue felt not the slightest stirring of gratitude for a father's love as steadfast as a mountain. All she felt was hurt and defeat.
"Cousin..."
Just then, a voice rang out above the Wildwood.
Fang Yue looked back and saw a Spirit Eagle sweep through a gap in the leaves, its figure flashing