The journey went smoothly.
When they were about to reach the Prefectural City, Jiang Qiao asked the caravan master for a map. After thanking him, he left alone.
The caravan members had been on edge the entire way.
They finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Although this Mysterious Youth had a gentle attitude and spoke softly, being around him always gave them the illusion that they were facing a flood or ferocious beast. It was too oppressive, too unbearable.
The caravan master also exhaled a heavy breath.
It hadn't been easy.
Not easy at all.
For five or six days, they had followed the youth around, chatting and keeping him company. At last, they had reached their destination without incident.
They hadn't given this madman a chance to go berserk.
During their conversations on the road,
he had become firmly convinced that this person was a madman.
And...
he had another guess.
"This person's strength is formidable, but he doesn't know much about common sense. He appeared just as Qinggua Town suffered a great disaster... Rumor has it that a mysterious powerhouse slew the old demon of Fengyin Mountain during the Qinggua Town incident..."
The caravan master had traveled far and wide.
He wasn't a fool.
After connecting all the clues, he guessed that this madman was very likely the mysterious powerhouse who had slain the demon of Fengyin Mountain.
He simply didn't dare ask.
He didn't dare verify it.
He only pretended to be ignorant, answering whatever the man asked.
He had also been exceptionally attentive during the journey.
He did his best to leave a good impression on the other party.
"We're finally separated."
"Whoever you are, whatever you do in the future, it has nothing to do with me. I wasn't the one who brought you into