Hu Yang walked alone down the cold morning streets, staring straight ahead as if marching to his death. Since he had already set out, there was no turning back. That was his only thought at the moment.
The meeting place Fang Yi had chosen was not far away, right near the Hu Family Compound, where a small stream flowed year-round. As the weather warmed and the mountain snow melted, the stream gurgled with clear, abundant water. Nearby stood a mountain ridge, its peaks jagged with unusual rocks.
At the top of this ridge, Fang Yi was patiently waiting for Hu Yang to arrive. It was a good spot—suitable either for a polite conversation or for declaring war on the spot if things went south.
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