It was Gao Ziyue. Even hidden beneath her powerful illusion, with her ordinary appearance and her presence blended into the crowd, she still spoke in a naturally calm tone, as though she were completely in her element.
Without waiting for a response, she began guiding him through the crowd, her movements precise and confident.
Kyrian simply followed, trusting her knowledge of the place. She seemed to know the flow of people perfectly, always finding small gaps between groups, always choosing the least crowded path.
When a group of young disciples completely blocked the street, enthusiastically discussing a technique they had acquired, Gao Ziyue discreetly took hold of his sleeve and changed direction without even slowing her pace, slipping into a narrow alley that Kyrian had not even noticed.
Neither of them needed to ask for permission or apologize for brushing against anyone. She simply navigated through the crowd like a fish in its natural habitat.
