Xun Book Slave silently watched Ma Feifei's departing figure. He hesitated for a long while, but in the end, still didn't dare stop him.
A moment later, a pair of knife-wielding guards rushed over and surrounded the entire long street.
"Clop, clop, clop."
A middle-aged man in a Sage's Robe walked over at an unhurried pace. It was Xun Ling, who had gone to the Azure Dragon Continent with Zhang Ke some time ago. He had even spent a while working as a janitor at the Mysterious Bookstore.
"Where is he?" Xun Ling stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the scene before him as he asked with a frown.
"Reporting to Master Scribe, he's already left—and he took our goods with him." Xun Book Slave was prostrate on the ground, answering with a slight tremble.
"Do you know who he was?" Xun Ling glanced at the papers scattered on the ground. His hand clenched into a fist inside his sleeve. Someone had actually dared to rob his goods. It was an unforgivable crime.
"The other party was also a book author. He didn't leave his name, but it seems he came from a place called the 'Mysterious Bookstore.'" Xun Book Slave replied softly.
"Ma Feifei!" The moment Xun Ling heard those four words, his calm face instantly twisted with rage. He raised his foot and kicked Xun Book Slave, who was kneeling on the ground.
"Bang!"
The kick sent him flying. He fell to the ground, his life or death unknown, and didn't make a sound afterward.
"Send word to the Book Order Envoy. Have him dispatch people to hunt down a book author named Ma Feifei throughout the entire city." Xun Ling hated Ma Feifei no less than Zhang Ke did. He still remembered all too