On the pitch-black abyssal sea, the leaf ship moved extremely fast, almost ten times faster than before. It strode crazily, as though it was afraid of wasting Xu Qing's time.
When it sensed Xu Qing's gloomy expression, it sped up again.
After learning about what the Smoke Race was doing, Xu Qing gave up on the idea of going to Green Fog Mountain. He was going to rush to Mount Morning Glow immediately. At the same time, a huge haze rose in his heart.
On one hand, he was worried about the war in the two major war zones in the north and west. On the other hand, the information from the Smoke Race made it very difficult for him not to associate it with the suspected culprit in the jade slip given by the Palace Master.
"The matters on the battlefield aren't something I can control… The only thing I can do is to complete the mission given by the Palace Master." After a long time, Xu Qing muttered to himself.