The night passed without a word between the two of them.0

Zhao Changhe divided his attention between practicing and observing his surroundings, never fully immersing himself in a meditative state.0

I wonder how Miss Fire Serpent of Yi is sleeping in the cave…0

Vermillion Bird’s mind was preoccupied with thoughts on how to extract more insights from Zhao Changhe and what price she would pay in exchange. Eventually, she also began thinking about what the best way would be for her current alias, the Fire Serpent of Yi, to meet its end.0

Perhaps due to Zhao Changhe’s effective counter-surveillance techniques as they traveled, or perhaps it was because Wang Daozhong and the assassins from the Snow-Listening Pavilion had already been forced back once, the night was peaceful with nobody coming to bother them.0

As dawn broke, Zhao Changhe opened his eyes under a tree. The first thing he saw was the Fire Serpent of Yi emerging from the cave. Her graceful posture and stunning beauty were breathtaking.0

She’s really got an amazing figure.0

Vermillion Bird had no idea what he was looking at, but when she saw him wake up,...0