Leave? Of course they had to leave.
The moment he obtained Yan Zhan's confession, Lan Ming knew he had no choice but to flee. Otherwise, he would be gambling with his life. But he was unwilling to accept it! In the blink of an eye, he had been turned into a stray dog, no longer the lofty Pavilion Master of Boundless Pavilion. Who in the world would still revere him?
All his former majesty had vanished. From now on, he would have to skulk about and scrape out a miserable existence. How could he possibly accept that?
Unwilling or not, he still had to leave. Otherwise, the torment awaiting him was more than he could bear to imagine.
The two swiftly prepared to escape, naturally taking whatever valuables they could carry.
Lan Ming packed the valuables, while Ban Hai brought several Golden Wings entrusted with confidential communications. At last, the two rode a flying bird mount and departed directly.
Before leaving, someone in the manor asked where they were going. Lan Ming said they were headed for the Sacred Realm, and no one dared stop them.
In the secret chamber of Thatched Cottage Estate, Niu Youdao, who had only recently returned, sat before the desk and studied the Astral Token in his arms, hoping to see whether it held some other mystery.
Yun Ji turned into the chamber and placed a secret letter on the desk before him. "Boundless Pavilion has sent back word. Everything went smoothly, and the personnel have safely withdrawn!"
Niu Youdao gave an oh. One hand continued to toy with the Astral Token while the other reached out to pick up the secret letter. After reading it, he smiled faintly. "The situation was guided in the right direction. It wasn't in vain that I asked