When Chen Ping'an borrowed several books from the Imperial Observatory, he did not return to Ren Yun Yi Yun Lou or the inn. Instead, he took a single step onto the outer wall of the capital. There he spotted a ferry suspended above the border of the Imperial Capital Region. Two currents of Dragon Qi aboard it were exceptionally dense: the True Dragon Zhi Gui and Prince Song Mu. It was like two huge lanterns swaying in the neighboring courtyard of Mud Bottle Alley in the dead of night. They were impossible to miss.
Chen Ping'an took another step and boarded the heavily guarded ferry. At the same time, he pulled out his third-class attendant's Peace Talisman and held it high.
An armored military officer with a hand on his saber and several Military Cultivators aboard the ferry had already formed a crescent around him. Driving off the visitor was plainly their first priority, but when they saw the Peace Talisman issued by the Great Li Ministry of Justice, they held back from attacking.
The officer asked in a deep voice, "Who goes there?"
The cultivator before him wore a long green robe and looked perfectly at ease.
The officer felt sure he had seen him somewhere, but could not remember where.
An elderly cultivator with kindly eyes said, "Sorry for the trouble, immortal master, but please give us your name. The ferry must put it on record."
With one hand tucked into his sleeve, he quietly pinched a Golden Talisman. "As for whether an attendant immortal master may remain aboard, I still can't promise anything."
Prince Song Mu, the imperial son Song Xu, and Ministry of Rites Attendant Official Zhao Yao were all aboard. Who would dare let down their guard?
Chen Ping'an gave his name. "Luopo Mountain Chen