Yang Lin felt a flicker of apprehension. This stranger's origins were a mystery, and he was a powerhouse of the Transcendence Realm.
What business did he have with the Yang family?
If he harbored ill intent, the consequences could be dire.
However, judging by the direction the youth had been traveling, he clearly already had a general idea of where the family was located.
Even without a guide, he would have found the place soon enough.
Besides, the man was his savior; if he meant them harm, there would have been no reason to save him after confirming his identity as a member of the Yang family.
Accepting this logic, Yang Lin nodded and pointed toward a heading slightly off from Wang Yue's original course.
Throughout the journey, Wang Yue remained silent, speaking only when necessary to confirm directions.
His worldly experience was still growing, and he knew well that these Sacred Lands might possess communication methods beyond his knowledge.
