We crossed the altar and arrived at the training room.
The atmosphere in the dojo was like the fingering pattern of the guqin, sometimes tense and sometimes loose.
After last night's battle, the sense of relaxation after learning of the Yingyang Prefecture's army's movements instantly vanished.
If Zhou Yi hadn't discovered it in time, the Taiping Dao would have suffered more than two casualties.
The patrols were now being expanded to three-person teams, with helpers from the dojo providing support.
"Any news today?"
Xia Shu waited at the mountain gate, her eyes fixed on the pine forest path, while Yan Qiu read a book nearby.
At the sound of Zhou Yi's voice, the two young Taoist children turned.
"Senior Brother," they called out. Xia Shu continued, "The messenger who went up the mou
