Ye Xiu dashed onward, occasionally glancing back to make sure the Envoy was keeping up.
It was like an adult racing a child, running ahead but not too fast, all while pretending to be exhausted so the child would be motivated to continue the chase.
The Envoy's composure was about to shatter. This grandson Ye Xiu isn't very strong, but he's ridiculously fast. It feels like I'll never catch up.
Just then, the Envoy saw a river up ahead. The Wenyu River!
He laughed heartily. "Haha, let's see you escape now."
Ye Xiu stopped by the riverbank and looked around. "The scenery here is beautiful and it's sparsely populated. It's a pity there's water but no mountains, so it's not quite a treasure land according to feng shui, but it's more than good enough for a grave."
"So, you've picked this place to die. You have a knack for choosing locations!" the Envoy mocked.
