Xu Yourong and Chen Changsheng were purposely irreverent.
This did not mean that they were actually calm. It was actually that the amount of indifference they showed was the only way for them to calm down in the shortest amount of time.
On Xu Yourong’s face was a smile of satisfaction and peace. She had finally seen the legendary mausoleum before her death, approaching the true secret of the Garden of Zhou. Of course she would be happy.
Chen Changsheng glanced at the Yellow Paper Umbrella several times, and confirmed that there was no more activity. The sword intent had already disappeared when he saw the mausoleum. He did not know what it meant.
