Great Yu has always been abundant in waterways, especially around the capital. A grand river pressed closely against the land stretches before them, its waters calm. In the early morning, ferries can be seen going back and forth.
Normally, the ferries on this river wouldn't be so frequent, but rumors about the vestment robe of Wuxiang Zen Master had been spreading far and wide. As a result, members of the Joyful Sect converged, and Jianghu Guests seemed to swarm the area, causing ferries to constantly shuttle back and forth.
Chen Yi, wearing a bamboo hat, carried a sword on his back and a knife at his waist. His black attire resembled the typical garb of a martial wanderer. Without close acquaintances, no one could recognize his identity.
Yin Tingxue had her hair styled into a loose "abandoned wife" bun. Her delicate hand was held by Chen Yi's as they watched a ferry slowly approach. A wave of unease swept through her heart.
