Zhang Yuanshan's hair had been tied carefully at first, but it appeared a little messy now. His face revealed anxiety, hovering, self-blame, pain, and other obvious emotions. For the first time, Meng Qi realized a person's face could be wonderful.
He had completely lost the calm and capable style he normally held. After hearing Meng Qi's words, Zhang Yuanshan, eyes flashing, looked guiltily and angrily in the direction of the nunnery. He reluctantly turned his head and nodded hard, "Okay."
They stepped down along the stone, through the path, and into the official Road, soon they saw a fairly lively town. Many of the people wore Eight Diagrams robes marking them as the Zhen Wu Sect, while some dressed as Taoist, and others in popular fashions.
