A Thousand-Year Lingering Dream

He had some matters that many people knew.

But the only one who knew and still blabbed about them was—

Night Crying Man, Shen SanYou!

Li Yan was not angry. Shen SanYou was simply that kind of person: he would gather a group of people, sneak into someone else's house, commit adultery in broad daylight, then shamelessly take pride in it.

But whenever something happened, he truly helped, and he was genuinely reliable.

That was why Shen SanYou had many friends.

The only thing that puzzled Li Yan was that Shen SanYou had not returned to Chang'an after asking about him on his master's orders?

Of course, Li Yan did not ask outright.

After all, they were in full view of the public, with Di Longzi beside them. If the Netherworld Sect had some operation underway, it would ruin everything.

Madam Pei's eyes shimmered as she glanced around and smiled sweetly. "Are you gentlemen looking for lodging?"

Di Longzi's expression had already darkened. He said in a low voice, "No need. Prepare some horses for us. If we leave now, we can stay in Luoyang tonight. Wouldn't that be more comfortable than this place?"

An inexplicable sense of foreboding rose in his heart.

The original plan had been to stay at Dragon Gate Inn for two days, spread the word, lure some of his old enemies over, and induce Li Yan to deal with them.

Whether they were the real culprits or not, they would still solve his problems for him.

Li Yan and the others were a band of wandering immortals, traveling across the land. They could not remain in one place forever and would eventually leave.

Therefore, suffering a little humiliation meant nothing.

But Shen SanYou had also come here. He belonged to the Netherworld Sect. Though the