"Chen An, I received an urgent order and transfer; I can't stay here with you any longer."
"Alright, official duties take precedence, you should go."
The two exchanged a bow, and Wen Ji transformed into a stream of water, burrowing into the ground, heading east.
The sky gradually darkened.
Midnight.
A mirage of Datong Prefecture appeared in the sky.
Zhao Xing leapt onto the flying boat.
"Splash~"
The waves surged, the small boat capsized, swallowing both man and boat.
....
Datong Prefecture, Erhai County, Bishui Daoist School.
"Splash~"
A small boat was tossed by the waves.
Zhao Xing flew down from the small boat, before it stopped, he transformed into a stream of light, soaring into the sky.
Those waiting for the teleportation turned their gaze.
"Huh, why is it empty."
"What just went through?"
"The wave-tossed boat hadn't steadied, yet the person flew away, this must be a Third-Rank master."
