Li Mu Yang nodded and said, "Yes. He's a friend I can entrust my life and death to."
"Really makes me envious." Hong Xiu yawned. "Go to sleep. We have to get up early tomorrow to tend the shop. Oh, right—for the sake of avoiding attention, starting tomorrow—no, starting now—you're a young assistant at our silk shop. You're the little cousin from my maternal uncle's side, and I'm your older female cousin. I've already discussed this with Boss Mo. He's an old member of the Lu clan, and he's in charge of Tiandu City's entire intelligence network. He knows how to cooperate with us. Also, don't use that mask on your face anymore. I made you a new one, and I've finished your clothes too. Change out of what you're wearing tomorrow. What kind of silk-shop assistant wears clothes more gorgeous and expensive than the shopkeeper's?"
"Understood." Li Mu Yang thought, I still haven't met that 'Boss Mo' since coming here. Since he's an old member of the Lu clan, he must have Grandpa's deep trust. Perhaps he has plenty of connections in Tiandu that I can make use of.
Hong Xiu looked utterly exhausted. She turned and collapsed onto the large bed.
Li Mu Yang surveyed the room. A mattress had already been laid out on the floor, along with a silk quilt of excellent quality to keep him warm. At Li Mu Yang's current cultivation level, he would be fine even if he neither ate nor slept for three months.
However, to maintain himself in the best possible condition, he still sat on the mattress, closed his eyes, and meditated.
"Li Mu Yang."
"Hmm?"
"I can't sleep."
"Having a man suddenly appear in the room feels a little strange."
"Then should I go outside?"
"It's the middle of