Dongsheng Shenzhou, Jade Flow River.
All rivers ultimately flowed into the sea. The Jade Flow River was the largest tributary near the Eastern Sea, and reaching this place meant they had reached the edge of Dongsheng Shenzhou.
Chu Xingchen strolled upstream along the riverbank. Xie Lingyu followed behind, her long sword at her waist, watching his back.
It was not that Xie Lingyu had angered Chu Xingchen by insisting on following him.
Rather, Chu Xingchen and Chen Baiqing had more or less had an argument.
Once the arrangements were explained, everyone had their own affairs to attend to and would not remain at Chu Xingchen's side all the time.
Chen Baiqing naturally had time to properly investigate whatever inexplicable idea her master had come up with this time.
Chu Xingchen could naturally use his authority as her master to put the matter to rest. Unable to argue against him, Baiqing had then wanted to stay by his side like Xie Lingyu.
After all, if Master's Wife could, why couldn't his disciple?
At first, Chu Xingchen had coaxed her gently, but Baiqing stood firm in her reasoning. She insisted on acting together with her master, and if there was danger, she would face it herself even if she was no match for it.
It was the first time Xie Lingyu had seen Chen Baiqing, that little padded jacket, grit her teeth and insist on talking things through with her master.
Although Chen Baiqing argued fiercely, her words were extremely restrained. There was much she did not dare say aloud, so naturally, she could not win an argument against her master.
She gazed at her master for a long time, her eyes full of hurt.
Childhood had its troubles, but growing up had its own helplessness.
One could not have it both