A Dead-End Path in the Mortal World, Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment!

You and your companions boarded a ship.

The ship stood three stories tall, though it was hardly large compared with the merchant vessels coming and going.

Su Lie knew the Prince of Yan had never cared for pomp, so he had arranged it deliberately.

Besides the Seven Disciples of Zhongnan, who had come down from Mount Zhongnan, two Grandmasters of the martial world, Li Lanjiang and Ye Shengnan, had decided at the last moment to join the journey.

The woman named Xiu'er from the tavern followed as well, looking a little nervous.

Su Ziyin boarded too, her heart full of delight.

The people on the shore knew Su Lie, the deputy general of Yuetang River City, very well. Since the councilors from the Yan Prince's Manor had taken up posts along the Yuetang River, the old yamen had lost its former authority, but the people still held it in some respect.

Seeing Su Lie act so respectfully, they could not help wondering: was some high official from the Yan Prince's Manor aboard? As they talked among themselves, a white "Lu" on a black field suddenly unfurled from the ship's sail.

"The Prince of Yan!"

The crowd erupted.

But the ship was already pulling slowly away, leaving the uproar behind.

Su Lie remained bowed. Only when the ship had sailed downriver and vanished from sight did he slowly straighten.

His hands were clenched tight, as though he were holding back some emotion. A long time passed before he finally loosened them.

News that the Prince of Yan had come spread quickly along the Yuetang River.