The deep grass was quiet. Within the dense vines and thorns, even if a wild boar were to rush through, it would probably lose a layer of skin.

A black-robed figure serenely walked through the grass. His aura was thoroughly restrained and his steps were silent, as if he were a shadow hovering across the ground. Without any fluctuations of strength, he seemed like a peacefully flowing river. Wherever he went, thorns and grass would bend over, allowing him passage through.

Suddenly, the black-robed figure furrowed his eyebrows. He slowly looked up and revealed a calm appearance. This person was Qin Yu, and his voice was a little curious as he asked, “I really cannot imagine, just how did you find me?”

The grass in front was pushed flat to the ground. Zuo Lanyue walked out, “I am also curious, just how Brother Yao managed to find me.”

Qin...