He followed the faint guidance of the hairpin and continued to move, walking a wide circle around the capital of the sky dome. The traces he had walked over the past three days were the places someone had been before. And once his old friend obtained this route map, finding that person became a piece of cake.
Ming Guest raised his hand, pointing to the sky.
The child-like chess player hurriedly looked up.
"?!"
He saw a beam of light. This speck of light broke through the night, landing right atop his head, almost provocatively revealing his location.
"Mr. Xuan Zhi?!"
Ming Guest nodded with a smile.
That person could no longer afford to waste time. He waved his hand, releasing a spread of glassy crystals that engulfed the knife wielder and ran at top speed toward the edge of the terrace, trying to escape from this perilous place!
Whoosh! Whoosh!