Xia Yan glanced at him. "This caravan helped me on the road and brought me here."
Chen Cheng immediately cupped his hands. "I understand, Young Master."
He turned around, his manner more courteous than ever before. "Everyone, the Seven Treasure Pavilion in Mountain City will offer more opportunities for cooperation. Should you have any needs in the future, we will do our utmost to fulfill them."
"Please rest for a while and come into the Seven Treasure Pavilion so we may welcome you properly."
Xia Yan looked at Fu Shen and Jiang Qinghe. The two of them, along with the rest of the caravan, wore stunned expressions. "You needn't worry about the Wolf Bandits. I've already dealt with them."
"Goodbye."
He turned and left, entering the Seven Treasure Pavilion with Chen Cheng respectfully following behind him.
The entire caravan stood frozen where they were.
Fu Shen's eyes widened, his mouth dry. That was the master of the Seven Treasure Pavilion in Mountain City—a six-ringed Soul Emperor! Someone he would never normally have the chance to encounter!
Why... was he so respectful toward Ye Cheng?!
Young Master... Young Master...
Ye Cheng... could that be an added name...
Jiang Qinghe watched Xia Yan's departing back. As expected, she had not guessed wrong. His identity truly was extraordinary!
He said the Wolf Bandits had been dealt with... So he really was the one who dealt with them... He saved us...
He... who exactly was he?!
At last, someone recovered enough to gasp, "Who... who exactly is he?!"
"A young master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?!"
"But doesn't he have the surname Ye?!"
In that instant, Jiang Qinghe suddenly thought of someone—the Xia Yan who had vanished half a year ago, whose portrait she had never even seen...
They entered a