บท 197: Tell Your Story, But Don’t Expect Me to Believe It

The disciples of Shiyue Peak who were driving the boat eyed each other speechlessly; they didn't know what to do. Their task was to pick up the wounded Zhao Layue from Zhaoge City, but they were asked by her to go to the distant north, as the Green Mountain was already nearby, not to mention it was against the order of the masters that the Sword Boat had stayed behind for few extra days.

Staring at those disciples, Gu Qing said seriously, "Go get ready for the trip. As you know, both my master and the young senior master have a short temper."

Along with a slight quiver, the clouds around the Sword Boat were disturbed, turning into many flurries and gradually falling behind.

Gu Qing returned to the bow of the Sword Boat and refocused his sight on Zhao Layue's back after returning from the broken and fog, his eyes full of worry.