Asto headed slowly for the Sacred Land. The reason why he was walking so slowly was because he wanted to give the other party time to prepare.
He believed that with the current prestige of the First Prince and the current situation Fang Xingjian was in, they would choose to make the correct decision.
Anyway, Asto had decided to make his way there to apply pressure on Fang Xingjian. If the latter were to act on impulse and decide to fight it out, it would be bad. However, even if Fang Xingjian wished to fight it out with him, Asto still had the confidence to suppress him.
Concurrently, he thought of the relevant information in regard to Fang Xingjian. The latter's sword arts potential was considered to be amazing, even to Asto.
'It's a pity that he was born in the wrong generation, or it can be said that he has chosen the wrong path,' Asto thought. 'Fang Xingjian, even if the others don't know where you've gone, do you think that we aren't aware either?
