"It's gone!" Xu Xiaobei cried out. By the time he pointed, the play of light had vanished, as fleeting as foam on water—the present moment already drifting away from the past.
"That's it, no doubt about it. They took this route. Follow me." Ding Xiang put away her compass and began to stride rapidly along the riverbank toward the city of Qiantang.
Xu Xiaobei parted his lips to speak but simply followed her.
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