Yang An followed the path the City God had once trod and soon sensed someone rapidly approaching him.
"Where did you come from, Wandering Soul? Why are you lingering here?"
A voice preceded their arrival. Moments later, two men in white robes landed in front of Yang An.
Both men appeared young, but their hair was styled in formal topknots beneath coronets. Dressed in white robes, they exuded an air of immortal grace and detached superiority.
'Little rascal, if this goes south, get ready to run.'
Bow Lady's voice reached Yang An's ears. She was on guard, still unconvinced his attempt would succeed, and wanted to give him an immediate warning.
In his soul form, Yang An's face was unmasked, leaving his every move and expression visible. The moment the two men arrived, he instantly slipped into character.
He didn't respond to Bow Lady. Instead, a bewildered expression spread across his face, and upon seeing the two men, he subconsciously took a few steps back.
