Black Owl ignored the two people exchanging pleasantries behind him, smiled slightly, and started walking down the mountain. Finally able to get some fresh air after being cooped up for so long, and with the prospect of an adventure, how could he not be excited?
Black Owl was not like Gu Yunzhi, who did things by the book. He preferred to follow his whims and was straightforward with his preferences. He was eager to find something unusual in the Qingliang Sect to explore. In places like Zhuge City, ancient sects often held treasures. Many places were protected by arrays and barriers, and whether these treasures had been taken by descendants was a matter of luck.
Tang Wanwan, seeing that her master was ready to descend the mountain, quickly lifted her skirt and followed. Zhuge Guan was behind them, not daring to lag. All three were young and skilled in martial arts, so they moved swiftly.
