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The last records of Hongyue Wanai are five years old.
Emperor Zixuan kept track of him for a while, but since the long silence and Hongyue Wanai's self-destructive trajectory, he saw no purpose in keeping up after fifteen years.
And thus, there has been nothing since.
It gives Weizhen somewhere to start, he supposes, but it's also not a lot. A lot could have happened in those five years. The records lead him to the arid desert; where sand dunes coat the horizon and the sun blares down on him mercilessly.
It's hot.
Weizhen sold his horse and his sword too to acquire a camel to travel the new terrain. It makes things a bit easier, but it isn't, by any means, easy.
But he continues forward, marching on without stop.
Weizhen cannot stop.
Not until he finds Ye Yinan, alive or dead.
