Having taken the lead, Lu Mingshu no longer held back, summoning her sword light and speeding forward, moving so fast it was inconceivable. If she encountered Ghost Soldiers, before her presence reached them, her sword light would have already slashed through; thus, she moved along uninhibited, without even needing to stop.
As she dashed forth, she pondered. What exactly did Gentleman Lianzhen intend to do in the Imperial Mausoleum? It made sense for him to come to the Yin Mountains, she knew he was bound to visit sooner or later. Or perhaps, all the preparations made by Yan Wugui were for this journey to the Yin Mountains.
He came to the Yin Mountains surely in search of an answer regarding the death of his father here.
But she was unclear about the details, not knowing what answer he sought. Was there more to the death of Xie Zhanghe, or was he here for revenge?
Stopping in front of a copper door, Lu Mingshu gathered her thoughts and with a single palm strike, pushed it open.
