Create Legend

"Asking for directions?" Ye Qingxuan took the piece of paper in his hand. It seemed to be the name card of an antique shop. It was rumpled as if it was once immersed in water and dried again. It still had a faint dark red color.

"I'm sorry. I'm not familiar with this place." He thought for a moment and returned the business card.

"Thank...sor-ry." The traveler smiled, thanked him politely, and turned away.

Ye Qingxuan froze for a long time. Looking at the man's back, he felt that something was wrong but he couldn't tell.

"Oh, you're here." Behind him, Wolf Flute patted him on the shoulder. Ye Qingxuan turned around. Arching an eyebrow, Wolf Flute looked impressed. "The uniform of the Silent Authority looks better on you than me."

Ye Qingxuan glanced at him, not at all politely. "If you're willing to lose the fat on your stomach, you'll look nice too."