The Da You tilted its neck, hopping around him twice, with a glimmer of laughter in its eyes.
"What are you looking at?"
"Long time no see, Brother Shaoyao."
"Gloating."
The Da You stood in front of him: "What's going on?"
"After the matter at Heavenly Palace City ended, I headed for Tianshan. Last night, while resting at a valley, I was ambushed by two vein masters from the Yijian Southern Sect and the Hanhai Eagle," Pei Ye said, "Just as I was about to win, unexpectedly, the 'Seven Jades' third [Chengjun]'s Nandu betrayed me. Yao Tianwu, who had lost his head, rose as a Frost Ghost, still under her command. I don't know where I've been taken now, only surrounded by the sound of wind and snow."
"I've told you before, always leave yourself a few layers of buffer." The bird's face showed no expression, but the smile in its eyes indeed vanished, "No matter how many trump cards you have, you'll throw them all away, insist on sending yourself into a dead end."
