章 820: The Strike

A youth in blue clothing stood by the window on the top floor, and a young man in a white robe stood by the railing one floor below.

Their gazes met in the vast building of the military headquarters through a space of several hundred meters.

No wind kicked up, nor could the sound of the sword be heard or the flames be seen. However, a great deal of information was communicated.

If it were a different story and on a different occasion, they would pull back their gazes and turned to leave, and they wouldn't meet one another until they experienced a great deal of turmoil and hardship. They would recall their first meeting many years later before they plunged into a fervent fray to bring the plot to a climax.

But it would be too troublesome and time-consuming, which Jing Jiu disliked very much.

He disappeared from the window and arrived before Shen Yunmai.