One of the young people wore white clothing along with an indifferent expression. This youth’s features were beautiful to the extreme, almost otherworldly. The fan in his hand slowly waved back and forth.
The other person wore a blue garment. He looked to be about thirty years of age. He held a Go piece in his hands as he stared down thoughtfully at the board. Hanging from his face was a jade pendant. Suddenly, a popping sound could be heard, and a crack appeared on its surface.
When the crack appeared, the blue-robed young man frowned. He looked at the jade piece, and then back at the Go board.
“Is something wrong?” asked the white-robed youth in a light, tender voice.
“Nothing,” replied the blue-robed young man respectfully. “It’s just my good-for-nothing brother. He must have offended someone who he’s not a match for. He wants me to save him.”
“That would be Sang Luo, correct…?” The white-robed youth smiled. “Go ahead and check out the situation. I don’t have anything else to do, I’ll tag along.”
The blue-robed youth immediately stood up. “Your highness, your status as a Dao Child is so lofty, I don’t dare….”
“There’s no harm.” This white-robed youth was none other than a Dao Child of the Blood Demon Sect!