Without alerting the group in the parlor who were discussing how to deal with the Buddhist League, Wu Qi and Qixia flew out of the Palace of Wanling hand in hand.
They changed into gorgeous robes that the people of Ling Dynasty liked the best and strolled leisurely along the main street that wound around the mountain. Soldiers with solemn faces could be seen patrolling around them, and every intersection between the important streets was stationed with heavily armored generals and soldiers. The officials and common people on the streets were all in a hurry, and some even looked terrified, no longer having the lofty and arrogant manner like before.
