236. Robbing the Heir
Mo Xiuyao leaned on the apex of the hall. Given his skills, he didn't need to lift the glazed tiles on its roof to hear the conversation inside, nor did he worry about being discovered by the people below. Ye Li, self-aware of her mediocre lightness skill, didn't go to join the excitement. She simply sat there waiting. Less than a quarter of an hour later, Mo Xiuyao swiftly swooped back. He took Ye Li out of the palace, picked a few Flowers of Abyss Underworld along the way, and just as when they had entered, led Ye Li out of the sacred land of the Southern Border stealthily.
Leaving the valley, the two retraced their steps. The two horses they thought might have run off without a trace were still leisurely grazing in the same spot.
The two found a flat, comfortable area to sit down, took out the dry food and wine they carried with them, and ate a little. Mo Xiuyao took out the two flowers he had brought from the valley and furrowed his sword-like brows.
