"...Which other Highness could it be? You know [White Water] has changed within the Spirit Realm. Isn't that precisely because Yong Ji and Her Highness are fighting over it... or because he has already succeeded?"
Shi Zanxue hesitated. "Do you mean Her Highness Jinyang...? Her Highness has been in the Divine Capital all this time, going between the Cultivation Literature Academy and the palace. Our sect has been in contact with her."
Pei Ye did not answer. He kept staring at Zhu Gaoyang.
Zhu Gaoyang's brows were tightly knitted, but he still nodded. "Yes. I haven't received any news of Her Highness leaving the capital either."
All the earlier shocks combined had not left Pei Ye as stricken as this moment did. His heart seemed to plunge into an ice cellar. He stepped back, then abruptly turned without a word, pressing a hand to his sword, and strode away.
Zhu Gaoyang darted out and caught up. "Where are you going?"
"Back to the capital."
"I'll go with you."
Pei Ye stopped and turned to look at him, his voice catching hoarsely. "I'm sorry, Brother Zhu. I shouldn't have gotten angry with you... Something's wrong. I have something urgent to do now. You don't need to worry."
The man's strong hand closed around his forearm. "There's no need to say that. What exactly happened?"
Pei Ye fell silent for a moment. "Brother Zhu, you've all forgotten her. I'm going to Divine Capital City to look... Help me get a fast horse."
Zhu Gaoyang paused too. "I really don't understand what you're saying... But you carry [Quail Head], and I trust you. If you have an idea of what we should do, you can leave us a plan. We'll use it as a reference."
Pei Ye shook his head. "I don't know