Walking out of the commercial trade building, Lin Fei silently followed behind Lin You and Jiang Feng, without saying a word. His face wore a gentle smile, but the clenched fists in his coat pockets showed that his feelings were far from as serene as they appeared on the surface.
For the first time, Lin Fei doubted whether he could truly absorb the Sword Master's mark.
"I must find the origin of that aura soon. If it drags on, the situation might really turn dire," he thought as he walked behind, clearly hearing Lin You chatter angrily ahead, Jiang Feng's helpless sighs, the idle chatter of passersby, the honking of cars, and the repetitive sales pitches from shops not far away. Yet all these sounds seemed as if they were behind a layer of glass, somewhat hazy.
"There might be an explanation in the 'Sword Dao True Solution'," Lin Fei thought as he directed a sliver of his consciousness into the 'Sword Dao True Solution' in his mind.
