Meanwhile, Lu Ming, who was looking for them, ended up getting trapped in the white mist as well. Su Jin, who is also helping him look after Ye Jingxia, had gotten lost with him.
Gripping Su Jin's hand tightly, Lu Ming looked around vigilantly. "Xiao Jin, don't get separated. This white mist is weird!"
"Ah! Could you help me? Someone is pulling me away." Su Jin's voice resounds in the fog, and Lu Ming only feels the loss of warmth in his hand.
Lu Ming was aware that something had pulled him away from Su Jin, his lover; the white mist was very uncomfortable for him, especially the stares that followed him; he essentially raised his guard, prepared to react to any situation that arose; he steadied his racing heart (his older brother told him that the more composed he is, the clearer the path is); he focused his qi in his eyes and looked around the white world; suddenly, he saw a path with his qi in his eyes and began to walk on it.
