"Jing?" Miao Qingshan read the name for a bit.
"Have you never been there?" Miao Tianchuan asked.
"Never." Miao Qingshan smiled and shook his head.
"Do you want to go there?" Miao Tianchuan asked.
"Of course, I do," Miao Qingshan replied.
He had spent most of his time in the village and rarely went beyond its borders. The furthest place he had been to was a small city several hundreds of miles outside of the village. Such a place utterly paled in comparison to the vastness of Jing.
"How about we go and have a look?" Miao Tianchuan asked.
"Right now?" Miao Qingshan was rather baffled.
"Yep, right now." Miao Tianchuan took off his hat and straightened his thinning hair.
"But we're both wanted, remember? How will we get there?"
"He-he, when there's a will, there's a way."
"What about the thing with the village and Miao Xihe?"
