Sam gazed at the darkening sky, the fading hues of dusk painting the horizon as he conversed with Lan Yuhan. The air held a crispness, a sense of impending mystery lingering between their words.
"Did Senior Apprentice Sister Bai leave any message when she delivered the materials?" Sam's inquiry held a tinge of curiosity, a thread of concern woven into his voice.
Lan Yuhan's response was a breeze through the quiet room. "Jingyun departed silently, leaving no words behind. Only the materials rested where she placed them."
A furrow appeared on Sam's brow. "I need Bai Jingyun's sound transmission information. I wish to reach her through a sound transmitting talisman."
Yuhan's eyes betrayed a hint of regret. "Jingyun sought a leave from the Seven Profound Martial House. She journeyed far, her return uncertain."
