"Whether I understand clearly or not, the result is that I have taken a master and started learning. My master said that I am the wick of the Longevity Lamp from Buddha reincarnated into a mortal, born with the Fire Attribute, and this red hair of mine is the best proof."
Ye Tian nodded, "It does resemble a flaming fireball."
"Do you think I’m being childish?"
Ye Tian was surprised, "Childish? What brings you to say that?"
"Grandfather said I harbor too much resentnt and always look cold to everyone, but my master said I just have negative karma. Once it dissipates, I’ll be fine. I’ve been waiting for so many years, and it never happened, not until now. What do you think my negative karma is?"
Ye Tian shrugged, "How would I know."
"Do you think it could be my grandfather?"
The dark clouds in the sky dispersed, revealing a few stars, but they were quickly covered up by the clouds again.
The two walked down the street, but Ling Rong was reluctant to return. Walking along, they found themselves back at the moat side, with dense bars and snack stalls on both sides, the lights complex and colorful. Ling Rong took a seat on a stone bench, and Ye Tian sat beside her. The bench was short, bringing them close together. Ling Rong glanced at him, and Ye Tian had to quickly look away, "It wasn’t intentional."
Ye Tian leaned against a willow tree, across from the sitting Ling Rong, with willow branches floating between them.
"Today, grandfather told about the philosophy of fallen leaves returning to their roots. He didn’t spell it out, but I know he wants to co back. Ever since I grew up, he has been accommodating , because the root of my resentnt is here; my parents’ death is directly related to the Mainland. What grandfather has done might be similar to those parents who refuse to remarry for their children. He said the pitiful thing about duckweed is that it drifts about without roots, and without roots, there is no ho. He is soone who longs for a ho, but it is because of that he has been drifting."
Ye Tian found it hard to endure, feeling like it was turning into so sort of lyrical speech about fallen leaves and duckweed. "Actually, your grandfather just wants to go ho, and you shouldn’t think too much of it. I’ll tell you sothing, never set your revenge against your grandfather. For instance, eating and defecating - if you don’t want to defecate, does that an you can’t eat? That’s useless! Just let things take their natural course, you can seek your revenge, he can go ho, what’s the conflict? There is no conflict, is there?"
Ling Rong watched the rippling river water in the distance and shook her head, "It’s not as simple as you think."
At that mont, a subtle disturbance suddenly ca from the ground. Although slight, both Ye Tian and the preoccupied Ling Rong were startled.
In such a large city, vibrations from the earth are very common – from heavy-duty trucks, construction site equipnt, to trains arriving and departing at stations – but the disturbance just now wasn’t sothing that those kind of things could make.
It was a disturbance that could only be made by setting up a Barrier.
The most dangerous place is often the safest place, Ye Tian always considered this saying nonsense, but if he had not guessed wrong, the enemy might have made their move during the ti when defenses were at their strongest.
The incident at the duck shop was just a prelude; the real story was just beginning.
The two of them stopped chattering, and in a blur, they had both disappeared.
A child holding a balloon pointed to the place where Ye Tian had been, and said, "Mom, there were immortals there."
The parents, carrying bags, tugged the child and casually glanced at the riverbank. Other than the willow branches swaying in the wind, there were no people, and they scolded, "There are no immortals, let’s go ho."
...
By the ti Ye Tian and the other person rushed back to the Youth Travel Agency, sure enough, the Barrier had already been erected.
Ling Rong was sowhat anxious and wanted to rush in, but was stopped by Ye Tian, "Don’t rush, what do you think Qin Chuan eats, grass? Let’s take a look at the outskirts first. If it were , I would definitely have a team inside, and arrange a few more on the outside. They could act as support and cover the retreat."
Ling Rong, unusually, did not argue with him on this, which made Ye Tian suddenly feel a lot more favorable towards her. Stubborn as the girl was, she was still receptive to good advice, not bad at all.
The Youth Travel Agency wasn’t large, and Qin Chuan had told Ye Tian that when Xu He took over the land to build the agency, he had a detailed plan for defense. The hallways were narrow, only wide enough for one person to pass, easy to defend and hard to attack. And according to Xu He’s plan, the walls were bulletproof, not just against regular pistol bullets, but even powerful AK-series guns would struggle to penetrate. This design seed a bit far-fetched; the kind of person who could bring an AK to the Imperial Capital must be terrifying to so extent.
The two split up, Ling Rong heading east and Ye Tian west, retreating a hundred ters each, then searching within a hundred-ter circle. This is an international standard; fifty ters is the best range for offense and defense. But taking into account a possible second wave of attack, Ye Tian retreated a full hundred ters as a precaution.
It was not until a sudden incident occurred that Ye Tian realized, Fatty Xu actually had so tricks up his sleeve.
He didn’t know whether the inner structure of the Youth Travel Agency was exaggerated or not, but the terrain indeed combined elents of Qin Bagua and seed to have so Arrays within it.
As Ye Tian retreated, he noticed the two small beads within his body started stirring again.
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