Ahead on the official road, a procession stretched out like a long dragon.
On the procession's banners was one clear, bold character: "Holy!"
The Holy Dynasty's troops?
Zeng Anmin looked over in confusion.
No.
His eyes narrowed slightly.
The Holy Dynasty's envoy procession!
"Prince Nan has returned to Jiang!"
An exceedingly sharp glint flashed through Zeng Anmin's eyes!
"Heh, Prince Nan returning to the capital is going to leave the Empress scrambling like a cat on a hot tin roof."
Zeng Anmin gave a sly chuckle.
He was just about to rein in his horse and move on.
When the smile on his face suddenly froze.
"Bai Ziqing?!!"
Among the envoy procession, he unexpectedly saw two extremely familiar figures!!
Bai Ziqing was actually among the envoys as well!!
This was something Zeng Anmin had never expected!
His gaze locked onto the white-clad figure at the front of the procession.
Bai Ziqing sat on horseback, seeming to sense something.
A faint frown creased his otherwise calm face.
He turned to look toward the crowd.
He saw a fat man in his thirties staring at him without blinking.
Bai Ziqing merely cast a faint glance at that little fat man.
Then he turned away.
His gaze drifted calmly ahead.
"Clip-clop, clip-clop, clip-clop."
The sound of hooves rang beside Zeng Anbian's ears.
Only after the sound gradually faded did he emerge from his thoughts.
His gaze was incomparably sharp!
"Bai Ziqing!"
His mutter carried a trace of fierce edge.
"The one leading this diplomatic mission is actually him!!"
"Who sent him?!"
Alarm filled Zeng Anmin's heart.
He had not forgotten that within the Jiang Kingdom, a mysterious great figure was currently watching Bai Ziqing like a tiger eyeing its prey!!
"That necklace."
"The Great Ancestor Jiang's Relic mentioned by the person exchanging secret