"Alright, I'll tell you!"
Xiang Bao fell silent for a moment before finally steeling himself. "To be honest, once you get into the inner courtyard, you'll find out about this anyway, so I'm not really leaking any secrets."
"But if you fail to break through to the Blood Realm and can't get in, you must take this secret to your grave!"
Hearing his solemn tone, Zhao Lin replied gravely, "Don't worry, Brother Xiang."
Xiang Bao pointed at the training room. "Let's talk inside."
The two walked into the training room and closed the door.
After some deliberation, Xiang Bao asked Zhao Lin a question. "Our Yan Province is on the frontier, less than a hundred miles from Black Water Valley to the north. You've probably heard of it—Black Water Valley is Wuzhu territory."
"So why do you think we've never gone to war with them?"
Zhao Lin adopted a posture of rapt attention. "I don't know. I've often wondered about that myself."
