A Melee

Qiao Yuan and Mi Xiaqing were in the meeting room while everyone else was resting. The pair of older and younger disciples looked serious. In the middle of the room was a projection of the geography surrounding Pomelo.

"We don't know how Yanbai is doing, which is worrisome." Mi Xiaqing's handsome face was full of concern.

Qiao Yuan knew his younger disciple was close to Jie Yanbai. He said to comfort him, "Don't worry; Jie Yanbai is resolute and tough far beyond anyone else. Even if he has run into some difficulty, he'll be able to get through it safely, given his ability."

Mi Xiaqing smiled bitterly. "I hope so. What does our second elder apprentice have to say about where he is?"

Qiao Yuan said in a deep voice, "Our number-two has already occupied the route terminus. When he took to repairing the route, though, he was afraid it would take some time."