Who Said You Were Coming?

Hong Zhao took the chameleon charm that Lan had given him and put it around his neck. The jagged trinket faded into nothing the moment it touched his skin. He looked at his ring and concentrated. Effortlessly his ring disappeared, leaving not even a tan line behind. His skin looked as if it had held no ring before. He looked at the road in front of him as he thought of the last meeting that he had with Li Wen.

A lot had changed since Lan's last visit. He entrusted the safety of the sect to Li Wen full time while he was gone and warned him not to let others make the same mistake that Li Wuhan made. When the man nodded, Hong Zhao could see shadows under his eyes. He doubted that Li Wen had gotten even a wink of sleep since the funeral, even though it had been a day since then.