"Mr. Yan Huan."
Yan Qing was carrying Yan Huan on his back, struggling with every step.
"If you think you can keep me here this way, you've underestimated me."
"Impressive." Perched on Yan Qing's back, Yan Huan praised him:
"So strong at your age. What a waste you're not hauling bricks."
"Hey... slow down. All this jostling is killing my feet."
Ignoring Yan Huan's complaints, Yan Qing changed direction and headed toward the crowds at Hui Xing Port.
"Huh?"
"Kid, did you take a wrong turn?"
"No."
Yan Qing brought Yan Huan to the Cloud Knights' post at Hui Xing Port and set him down.
"Mr. Yan Huan, stay here and get some rest."
Then Yan Qing turned to the Cloud Knights standing by ahead.
"You, come with me."
Sitting on the ground, Yan Huan watched Yan Qing gather twenty soldiers and run back the way they had come. He shook his head.
"See? Rushing again."
"Being too eager to get ahead isn't a good thing."
At the cargo stacks in Hui Xing Port.
"Don't worry. I rewrote the navigation schedule."
The suspicious figures, dressed in various official uniforms, hurried up the steps toward the dock where the Star Skiffs were moored.
"What are they trying to do?" Yan Qing hid in the distance with the Cloud Knight Army, his gaze intent.
"The Divination Department, Department of Earthly Rulings, Artisanship Commission, Cloud Knight Army... People from nearly every department on the Luofu."
The Cloud Knights behind him waited in silence.
But in a corner Yan Qing overlooked, one Cloud Knight quietly took out his phone and tapped the screen several times.
Danger!
He sent the message.
One of the suspicious figures in the distance froze and quickly checked his phone.
"Wait. Something's wrong!"
His face filled with fear