"Xiaorui, Uncle Tong, should I take you straight back to Qinghe City or to Taikang City?"
After leaving the Burton Hotel, Ning Wangshu asked them.
He didn't know whether Tong Rui and Tong Zhan had left anything in Taikang City that they needed to collect, or if they had other matters to attend to, so he asked.
At his question, Tong Rui looked at Tong Zhan.
Tong Zhan replied, "Then sorry for the trouble, Ning Xian Zun. Please take us straight back to Qinghe City."
"Mm, that works. I'll take you back to Qinghe City first..."
Ning Wangshu nodded.
He immediately took Tong Rui and Tong Zhan flying on his sword toward Qinghe City...
Meanwhile.
In Yucheng, the provincial capital of Guangnan Province, inside a grand residence.
A middle-aged Daoist was meditating in a guest room in the rear courtyard.
Suddenly, he snapped his eyes open. His brows knitted together, and he murmured gravely, "What happened? The projection of spiritual power I condensed to protect the Ye family's Young Master has actually vanished!"
"Could something have happened to the Ye family's Young Master?"
At the thought, the middle-aged Daoist grew concerned.
If Ning Wangshu had been there, he would have recognized that the middle-aged Daoist looked exactly like the projection of spiritual power that had earlier called himself Wang Xuanyang.
And he was Wang Xuanyang himself!
Wang Xuanyang naturally sensed that his projection of spiritual power had been destroyed. However, it had only been a projection formed from spiritual power, not a Dharma Body.
So Wang Xuanyang couldn't know what his projection had experienced and had no idea what had happened.
However, the projection had been sealed inside a Jade Pendant for Ye Nanfeng to wear. It wouldn't be triggered unless Ye Nanfeng faced a life-or-death crisis.
Now that the