Not a single light or torch was lit in the vast and spacious Great Yan Imperial Palace. The stars twinkled in the night sky, sprinkling down starlight that was cold as ice, brightly lighting the surroundings. Clad in ordinary black robes, Yan Dan and Yan Qijun were standing before the secret vault's door. The passing night breeze fluttered their sleeves and made them look like two wandering spirits that were sending forth an unspeakable bizarreness.
When they saw Wu Qi and Princess Zhang Le walk out of the secret vault, Yan Dan said in a deep voice, "Be cautious and careful in your long journey."
