Siming, upon seeing that Sword Madman had reached the battle formation in just an instant, sighed deeply.
The old gentleman then sat on the back of the Mystic Turtle.
As the Mystic Turtle Dharma Form flew by leisurely, he saw that amidst the mountain camp, Sword Madman, dressed in green robe, was standing there. The people around him seemed not to see him, continuing with their tasks as before.
The Green Robed Sword Madman just stood in front of the simple main camp tent, watching Murong Qiushui heal Li Guanyi. The elder was lost in thought, his hands clasped behind his back, trembling slightly, silently watching with intensity, but his feet as heavy as if unable to move.
Siming stood by Sword Madman's side and sighed.