Inside the karst cave, the woman in green and Beichen spoke in hushed voices. As they conversed, a Brocade Bag at her waist gradually emitted a cyan halo. Once the light appeared, their conversation was entirely isolated, not a single syllable leaking out to the surrounding crowd.
"If you want to keep your first-place position, come with me," the woman in green said.
Beichen cast a sidelong glance at her, his hand slightly clenching into a fist where it was hidden within his sleeve. "Yuan Ya, if I fail to keep first place, I'll simply take second. The gap between the two isn't vast. But you will fall entirely out of the top ten. It's obvious who stands to lose more."
Yuan Ya remained indifferent, her gaze dropping to his concealed hand. "I practice a Buddhist Secret Technique that allows me to see through the hearts of others. I know exactly what you are thinking at a single glance. Stop clenching your fist; your hand is meant to hold a spear."
