Liu Sumeng left Reling behind him as swiftly as he could. He had no reason to forget caution the moment he escaped the manor walls, Chen Leike having obviously sent out his men and women to track the Ivory Sword Saint down.
Of the old tunnels that decorated the nearby mountains, there were few passages still maintaining any form of operation. Those paths had only really been carved out because of the attack of the Fallen Gods that had happened not too long ago.
The fox, having given up on keeping up on its own strength had found a perch on Liu Sumeng's shoulder, at least offering its fluffy tail as a sort of scarf to keep the Ivory Sword Saint's neck warm. Now that they had left the city behind him, the creature had taken the liberty to speak out once more. "So what the fuck was that all fucking about?" It cussed throughout the sentence with visceral annoyance.
