Noble Young Master

Chapter 5

At the gates of Skywater City.

Liu Yanyang looked toward the large Caravan Post by the city gates. Several merchant caravans were already loading their goods.

Signs hung overhead, listing their routes, while people shouted loudly, "Caravan transport! Full protection throughout the journey! Fair prices, honest business!"

Liu Yanyang stood quietly by the roadside, his burning gaze fixed on the man shouting.

Before long,

A feasible plan gradually took shape in Liu Yanyang's mind, and he began considering whether it could be carried out.

After a while, Liu Yanyang looked at the Caravan Post, the corners of his lips lifting as he thought, I hope everything goes smoothly.

With that, he headed toward an ordinary inn. After entering, he paid for a room.

After closing the door, Liu Yanyang comfortably took a hot bath. Once he had dried himself, he found a set of luxurious, exquisite clothing in his Storage Soul Tool.

After putting it on, he stood before the mirror. His delicate features, fair skin, handsome face, sword-like brows, and starry eyes all gave off a heroic air. Paired with those clothes, he looked every bit like someone born into the highest nobility.

Who would not be dazzled upon seeing him? At a glance, he looked like some family's young master, noble beyond measure.

After tidying his belongings, Liu Yanyang took a deep breath, slightly curled his lips upward, opened the door, and headed for the inn's entrance.

Along the way, he drew quite a few gazes. People sized him up, then lowered their heads to whisper among themselves, all guessing which noble family this young master came from.

The usually confident Liu Yanyang looked somewhat awkward. He had never been watched so closely by so many people before.

After finally reaching the entrance, Liu Yanyang raised a hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and took several deep breaths.

He did his best to relax and make himself look like a genuine Noble Young Master before striding toward the Caravan Post.

Fat Manager, who was in charge of caravan transport, was directing the servants to carefully move the goods. Every item was valuable.

If even one went missing or was damaged, he would have a hard time answering for it. As he glanced aside,

He suddenly spotted a boy walking toward him. From his clothing and distinctive bearing, he could tell that this boy had no ordinary background. He had to be the child of some important figure.

Fat Manager immediately narrowed his small eyes, spread his wide mouth into a grin, and jogged over to the boy. In a fawning tone, he said, "Young Master, where are you headed? Or is there anything this humble one can help you with?"

Seeing that sycophantic expression, Liu Yanyang suppressed the discomfort in his heart and said flatly, "Which caravans are leaving today?"

"Four caravans are departing this afternoon. One is headed for Heaven Dou City, one for Star Luo City, one for Suotuo City, and one for Dragon Rising City. Where does Young Master plan to go? I can immediately arrange for a caravan to escort you personally!" Fat Manager said obsequiously.

Upon hearing that there was a caravan going to Dragon Rising City, Liu Yanyang's brows relaxed. He was a little pleased, but his tone remained indifferent.

"No need. How much does the caravan to Heaven Dou City cost?"

Fat Manager immediately replied, "Twenty Gold Soul Coins. Would you like us to provide additional protection for you?"

His face flushed, and his expression gradually turned lewd. "Of course, we also offer special services. Would Young Master be interested?"

Hearing that, Liu Yanyang immediately showed a look of disdain, his brows drawing together.

"Do you think I lack guards, or that they cannot protect me properly? Put away those filthy thoughts of yours."

"Prepare a carriage for me alone. Do not concern yourself with anything else. Let the caravan set off first; I will catch up with them. Here are fifty Gold Soul Coins."

As he spoke, the bracelet on his wrist flashed, and a bag of Gold Soul Coins appeared in his hand. He tossed it to Fat Manager.

After that, Liu Yanyang ignored him and walked toward the city gates.

"Yes, yes, this humble one understands. This humble one knows his mistake."

"Thank you for your reward, Young Master. I will make sure the caravan fulfills any of your needs." Fat Manager said joyfully, weighing the money pouch in his hand.

After leaving the city gates, Liu Yanyang headed straight down the official road toward Dragon Rising City.

Heaven Dou City lay southwest of the Extreme North Land, while Dragon Rising City was to the southeast. He could only confuse them and trade distance for time.

Three to five days later, even if Salis's men traced him to Skywater City, they would only learn that he had gone to Heaven Dou City.

By the time they realized what had happened, it would be at least another ten days later.

It would take them several more days to return to Skywater City.

By then, finding his exact whereabouts would be nearly impossible if they wanted to know where he was.

They could only wait for this caravan to return from Dragon Rising City to Skywater City.

By then, catching him would basically be impossible, unless they dared cross the border between the two countries to capture him. But that would be no different from seeking death...

As the sun slanted westward, its piercing light gradually faded. Only patches of evening clouds floated along the horizon, and the lingering glow fell gently across the earth.

There were fewer and fewer travelers and carriages on the official road, and it gradually returned to tranquility.

In the distance, a caravan slowly approached. Seeing this, Liu Yanyang stepped out from the bushes beside the road.

The caravan's chief manager was staring ahead when he suddenly noticed a small figure standing by the road.

As he drew closer, he realized that this was not the noble young master from noon, the one even the Caravan Post manager had treated with utmost respect!

He immediately dismounted and hurried over to Liu Yanyang, bowing respectfully.

"Young Master, why are you here?"

Liu Yanyang studied the man, his brows slightly furrowing as he spoke in a cold tone.

"I have business in Dragon Rising City. Prepare a carriage for me alone, prepare my meals separately, and do not let anyone disturb me. Here are two hundred Gold Soul Coins."

After saying that, his Storage Soul Tool flashed. He tossed two bags of coins to the manager, then added, "Do not make any unnecessary moves. You understand what will happen otherwise."

The manager hurriedly caught the money bags. Upon hearing those words, cold sweat broke out across his body.

He was only a small-time Soul Ancestor. Young masters from such powerful families all had guards, and this one carried himself with such an imposing air that he might even have Soul Emperor-level guards.

There was no way he could afford to offend him. He hurriedly said with utmost respect, "Rest assured, Young Master. Your requests will be prepared. No one will disturb you."

Liu Yanyang then walked toward the carriage prepared for him. As he climbed aboard, he happened to look in Skywater City's direction.

He watched Skywater City gradually recede, becoming blurry as it was about to sink into darkness.

He could not help feeling emotional. There had once been a small courtyard in Extreme North City that belonged to his family of three, but now it had become ruins. He no longer had a home there.

Turning back to look ahead, the warm afterglow of the setting sun gradually faded from his body, and dusk began to shroud the road before him.

Where could my home possibly be?

He then entered the carriage directly, and the caravan returned to normal, continuing onward.

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