"I wonder how many people have their eyes on our route." Ye Qiubai stood atop his sword, hands clasped behind his back, letting out a light chuckle. A gust of wind lifted a corner of his white robe, making him appear relaxed and unfazed, betraying no sign of tension.
Xu Yeming shrugged noncommittally, his eyes betraying not a hint of worry, only a trace of excitement... The secret from years ago was now drawing ever closer to him.
Ye Qiubai had survived countless battles and dangers, so nervousness was a foreign concept to him.
The same went for Xu Yeming. Long before he met Lu Chang'sheng, he had single-handedly concealed the secret of the Classic of Mountains and Seas, wandering among the great powers to test its abilities. Life spent living on the knife's edge had honed his state of mind.
