The next night, Long Xia's blood pumped as she ran.
She loved the thrill of being chased, but this time, she was the one who did the chasing. Her silver braid swayed over her back as she sprinted through alleyways, turned corners, and climbed stairs. She was on the roof as the masked woman ahead of her moved faster.
Long Xia loved challenges and chasing after the strongest woman she'd ever known—the Empress of the Underworld—was the biggest challenge she ever had.
Tracking down the Empress was no easy feat. The woman kept her identity tightly hidden, and once a month, Long Xia would be lucky enough to locate her but never fast enough to catch up. The Empress would always disappear right when she neared, and she hoped to speak a few words to her, to get a chance to be in her presence.
Only Long Yat-sen and her father were graced enough with such an opportunity, and Long Xia was just a warrior candidate, not yet high-ranked enough to receive orders from her.
