Somewhere.
Cold winds were howling gently.
The sky was dark.
Night fell. The lights faded away. There were only stars in the sky. Fortunately, the lights had no impact on the Swordsmen.
At this moment…
Two Swordsmen were still looking into the distance.
"Is An Mingdong… reliable?" One Swordsman whispered.
"I don't know."
His companion said lightly, "Humans are a very strange species. No matter how loyal one is, they change when it concerns their best interests.
"Furthermore…
"This is an ancient Sword Embryo.
"If An Mingdong betrays us and leaves with the Sword Embryo, that is understandable."
He was very calm.
"Then what should we do?"
The Swordsman was worried.
"Don't worry."
His companion smiled. "Since we have thought of this, I was naturally prepared for this. Someone is supervising An Mingdong until he completes his mission.
"If he betrays us…
"Heh."