Yue Hongling had mentioned that after visiting the Sword Hut, she intended to go to Miaojiang. At the time, the Battle of Xiangyang had not yet erupted, and Yue Hongling did not know that Zhao Changhe was close by. If she had to flee, her instinctive reaction would have been to head toward Miaojiang, considering her original plan. She was likely still there.0

Although a lot of time had passed, it was not clear whether she had left or not. Either way, going there should at least yield some clues, and if she was still there, that would be even better.0

In fact, if there had been no disruptions, Yue Hongling would have normally gone to the Sword Hut and then Miaojiang, and Zhao Changhe would have done the same. If they met, it would be like they had been drawn together by fate despite having different goals. But now, Zhao Changhe’s thoughts were far from such romantic notions.0

Miaojiang was vast and looking for a single person there was nothing more than searching for a needle in a haystack.0

He could only hope that both Yue Hongling and Shi Wuding were known well enough that inquiring about them would lead to some clues.0

Now that he was not alone, finding people should be a bit easier than before.0

Zhao Changhe passed through...0