Though less than two years remain, he still feels there's much to accomplish...
"Alright, the fly has been swatted. Next, let's proceed as planned!" Lin Xiaosu grasped the hand of Saintess Qian Ling: "Let's go to Muqing City!"
Muqing City is three thousand miles away, reachable in just a few steps.
Lin Xiaosu entered the city, chose an inn, then went out alone. As the sun set in the west, he returned.
Saintess Qian Ling offered him a cup of tea: "Did you go to gather information?"
"Yes!"
"How did it go?"
"All as expected!" Lin Xiaosu smiled lightly: "Di Ting has already disguised himself and been sent out of Muqing City! Tonight, let's relax here for the night, tomorrow we'll set sail!"
"Relax here for the night? What do you mean by 'relax'?" Saintess Qian Ling coquettishly teased.
"You know what I mean, dear!" Lin Xiaosu's hand fell on her waist, starting to untie her belt...
