Ye Yunfeng was bewildered. "There's another way? Where is it?"
He had spent the last half a month poring over that sand table every day. He already knew the terrain around Tongtian Pass like the back of his hand—every stream and every grove of trees.
After racking his brain, he had only been able to come up with the single solution he'd just mentioned. But now, his sister was saying there was another way?
Ye Yunfeng quickly replayed the scenario in his mind before speaking hesitantly. "Sister, forgive my ignorance, but I truly can't imagine a second path at Tongtian Pass that would have allowed them to break through."
But Ye Chutang just shook her head softly and tapped her own heart.
"This path isn't on the sand table. It's in here—the heart."
"The heart?" Ye Yunfeng was even more confused. "Sister, what do you mean?"
Ye Chutang watched him, her gaze serene. Her eyes were like the deepest obsidian, tranquil yet glittering.
She said,
