Yang Lujia did not tear open a spatial passage. Thousand Rivers Empire's Script City was only about five miles away from the Dragon Brush Sect; he found it unnecessary when they could just rent an Ink Carriage, pulled by specialized Ink Beasts, to reach their destination.
"Trip… trip… trip…" Qin Tou was happily bouncing in the air, circling Yang Lujia and Lin Diyu from time to time. He inspected the Ink Carriage before his gaze finally drifted to the Ink Beasts. "Don't we need, like, a person to direct these things?"
Yang Lujia just shook his head, gazing thoughtfully at the sky. "I have traveled across many places in the Verdant Archive over the last five years on my own, right after someone left... I have seen so many things…"
Qin Tou's face immediately slumped at Yang Lujia's antics. "Boring…"
Lin Diyu quickly smacked his friend on the back of the head. "Shhh! Don't talk to Master like that!"
