Whether Mo Yuxin had bought too many swords. She insisted she had not. Su Yubing disagreed. The argument ended with Mo Yuxin buying her another pastry. That solved everything. Or so it seemed. When they reached the northern road, they looked up.
The towers of the major sects stood ahead. All of them were impressive. All except one that looked increasingly tired with each passing day. The Battle Maiden Sect branch remained quiet. Its disciples continued to train. Its gate remained open. Its red and silver banner moved gently in the wind. But the formation beneath it flickered again. Mo Yuxin stopped. Su Yubing looked at her.
"You see it."
"Yes."
