Time flew by, and half an hour soon passed.
Ye Qifeng slowly stepped out of the Blue Lightning Restaurant. Smiling, he looked back at one of the windows on the restaurant's third floor.
The window glass carried a faint green tint, crystal-clear and flawless like pure glazed crystal, reflecting the slightly gloomy sky.
Though he could not see the room beyond the window, Ye Qifeng could clearly sense a pair of eyes watching him from within.
Who the gaze belonged to was self-evident.
Ye Qifeng smiled faintly, turned away, and stopped looking back as he continued his tour.
His original plan for the day had merely been to confirm the location of Dugu Bo's residence in preparation for what came next, while sampling the luxury of South District.
Yet he had never expected Yu Luomian to come looking for him on his own initiative.
It could be said that this harvest had been unexpectedly great.
Within a nearby shadow.
Gui Mei, dressed in a black robe, stood there, his gaze likewise directed at the third-floor window of the restaurant.
Beneath his hood, his eyes were bright with surprise.
Aside from Ye Qifeng and Yu Luomian, Gui Mei was the only one who knew the contents of their subsequent conversation.
"Sure enough, following His Highness the Holy Son always brings plenty of surprises."
"This matter must be reported to His Holiness the Pope as soon as possible. It will be tremendously beneficial to Spirit Hall, and arrangements should be made at once," Gui Mei thought to himself.
A moment later, he withdrew his gaze. His body transformed into Ghost Mist and vanished into the shadows, pursuing Ye Qifeng in the direction he had left.
Inside a private room on the third floor of the Blue Lightning Restaurant.
Yu Luomian