“Whoosh!!”

A figure in fiery red robes flew onto the top of the mountain, the red fabric on her shining like the sun and her black hair swaying softly. It was Mo Wanxia.

“Wanxia, hold on! I can’t catch up with you!!”

Another more exasperated voice called out to her from behind, sounding tired as if exhausted trying to catch up with her.

The voice sounded...familiar.

A flash of white from the man’s robes were seen before he came to a stop on top of the mountain, startling everyone when they saw who it was.

The fourth prince, Wu Yang!!

With complete disregard for him, Mo Wanxia nodded in greeting to Bai Yunfei. Giving a strange glance at Ye Ming, she walked to stand besides Fang Tianmeng and Fang Yong and started to ask them what was going on.

Now...