Facing the roaring tiger, Baili Yin was fearless. He lowered his body and rode his horse towards the white tiger.
Soon, Baili Yin realized that there was no movement behind him. He turned around and saw Chu Yi standing motionless on the mountainside.
The corners of Baili Yin's mouth curled into a confident arc as he muttered to himself, "It's still that sick young master."
Chu Yi had been a hostage in the State of Yue for eight years. Not only did Baili Yin recognize Chu Yi, but he also knew him 70 to 80%.
He was a person who was weak and sickly, and would be sick for 28 days every 30 days a month.
In the past eight years, Chu Yi had rarely left his house. He would only come out of his manor when summoned by the Sage or attending some festival.
It had been half a day since Chu Yi rode out of the capital this morning. With his body, he probably wouldn't be able to hold on much longer.
