"This way."
Dream Huai Jun glanced at him in surprise, then also withdrew her right hand and smiled:
"The Master of Divine Martial Mansion sure is quick with calculations."
Wang Anfeng caught the implicit meaning and said:
"Miss Dream also understands heavenly secrets?"
Dream Huai Jun replied: "A little, I happen to carry an interesting little counting chip with me. I got the itch to use it and calculated the direction. Indeed, it's directly east; we must proceed forward..."
The voices paused, and the two spoke in unison, one flat, one calm:
"One thousand three hundred and seventeen steps."
Dream Huai Jun smiled and said, "Mansion Master, please."
Wang Anfeng looked at this girl with a wooden face but the most beautiful eyes in the world, unsheathed his sword and moved forward. Dream Huai Jun smiled slightly, holding a white jade folding fan, followed behind Wang Anfeng.
