A bony hand rested on her shoulder.
‘You were in too much of a hurry. Why didn’t you wait for me? With my help, you wouldn’t have had to work so hard.’ The man was dressed in a black robe with cloud patterns and wide sleeves. His long, black hair was loose and flowed like silk. His dark eyes contained a faint smile, and his every movement exuded a sense of nobility.
Hua Ling brushed his hand away and smiled, ‘Don’t even say that. Your Highness didn’t mean to pick this time to come, did you? I sent you a message earlier, why didn’t I get a reply?’
The man shook his head, ‘I really couldn’t get away for some things over there. You know, I’m also divided//and unable to help.’
Hua Ling endured her discomfort and walked to the middle of the formation, slowly picking it up from Yuan, carefully wrapping it up, and carrying it on her back.
The man followed her, bowing his head to watch her movements, ‘Unsealing…did it go well?’
Hua Ling nodded: ‘Fortunately, there were no obstacles. You’ve come at the right time, there’s still something else I need you to take care of.’
Hua Ling looked up, and the ‘atrium’ had become so deep that she could no longer see the exit.
‘Come on, give me a ride. It will save a lot of effort.’
The man glanced at her askance: ‘You really haven’t moved for a long time, haven’t you? You’re already exhausted?’
Hua Ling smiled wryly: ‘You try it next time.’
The man didn’t continue to tease her, but walked straight up to her and helped her.
He quietly felt her wrist pulse point and frowned, saying, ‘You…’
Hua Ling quickly pulled her hand back and said, ‘Cut the small talk.’
The man shook his head and frowned, saying, ‘You never told me that…unblocking is so dangerous.’
Hua Ling didn’t seem to want to dwell on the topic anymore, and waved her hand wearily, saying, ‘Let’s go.’
Man: ‘Where?’
Hua Ling: ‘The first house on the south slope at the entrance of the village.’