The advancing convoy was abruptly halted by Chen Changsheng.
Faced with this, the entire escort team could only endure it in silence.
After all, when you had eaten from someone's table, your mouth went soft; when you had taken from someone's hand, your hand went short. Having reaped so many benefits from Chen Changsheng, putting up with a little of his "unreasonable troublemaking" was acceptable.
"Chief Escort Ling, do you think Yan Qing can break that kid's Hundred Poisons Life Lamp?"
Watching everyone clear an open space, a Crimson Gold Escort asked.
At this, Ling Siyuan shook his head. "Although Yan Qing is among the finest of Jinshan Escort Agency's younger generation, the Hundred Poisons Life Lamp is an exceptionally special existence."
"So I'm not optimistic about him."
Receiving that answer, the Crimson Gold Escort nodded slightly. "The Hundred Poisons Life Lamp truly is rather special. If not for his status, I might even have wanted to take him as my disciple."
"But you—Yan Qing is such a good child, and you just gave him away so easily?"
Hearing this, Ling Siyuan glanced at the distant carriage and said blandly.
"Everyone has their own aspirations. Yan Qing finding an opportunity that belongs to him is his good fortune."
"Jinshan Escort Agency may be good, but compared with this Young Master, it ultimately falls far short."
"If I could advance even half a step further, perhaps I could shamelessly refuse to let go. But as things stand, I truly have no face to do so."
The Crimson Gold Escort sighed at Ling Siyuan's words. "Fate truly makes fools of men!"
"Back then, you had the greatest talent among us. Who would have thought that in the end, you would be the one stuck at the bottleneck of Title Immortal Venerable?"
"Actually,