Setting Out (Please Vote for the Book~)
"So where does Miss Shi Lan stand in your heart?" The man laughed at Zhao Jinheng's words, raised an eyebrow, and asked.
Zhao Jinheng pursed his lips. "My heart used to have twenty-eight sections. Now this young lady has smashed one of them, so there's no room for her anymore."
"What twisted logic. I'll head back first." The man shook his head, rose, and strode out of the inn toward the City Lord's Manor.
Before Zhao Jinheng could say a word to stop him, the man vanished into the crowd.
"Young Master, what should we do?" one of the guards asked cautiously as he stepped forward.
"What else can we do? Back to the manor!" Zhao Jinheng snapped. There were plenty of other flowers beneath heaven; this one had thorns. He could simply find another place and make way for someone willing to get pricked.
Shi Lan went upstairs, summoned Wang Ning, and instructed him:
"Make the arrangements. Restock our supplies and get ready to leave Purple Flame City."
Wang Ning acknowledged her order and left.
Shi Lan gathered the documents she had scattered everywhere, stacked them with the map, packed everything up, and carried it downstairs.
Wang Ning and the others finished restocking, donned their armor again, and led the Flood Horses to the inn entrance.
Shi Lan swung into the saddle and led the group slowly out of the city.
In a side courtyard of the City Lord's Manor,
Lin Yusheng lay on a reclining chair beneath a towering tree, holding a book and reading with rapt attention.
Bang—
The courtyard gate was shoved open, and a figure strode over to him.
Lin Yusheng closed his book and tossed it onto the table nearby. He picked up his teacup