Blowing Away a Waterfall

Ever since Shuai Shuai went to Feather Palace, she rarely came back, while Yang Ming disappeared every few days.

Whenever he returned, his brows were tightly furrowed.

He kept muttering something under his breath.

This went on for half a month before finally stopping.

"Even Feather Palace has very few records about the Feather Clan's past. Do I really have to capture the Feather Clan Chief and question her?"

Yang Ming said in extreme disappointment.

Over the past half month, he had never stopped, constantly coming and going from Feather Palace.

Although Feather Palace was heavily guarded, he moved through it as if no one were there. No one could detect him at all.

Over those half a month, he had searched through all the materials in Feather Palace.

Yet what was recorded in those materials was not much different from what was in the General History Pavilion, aside from some additional details.

Now, his only option was to personally find the Feather Clan Chief, Xia Yubing, and ask her.

As the chief of a clan, she surely knew about these things.

"My lord, I haven't seen little Shuai Shuai in days. I suddenly find myself missing her."

Gao Yuan said as he looked at Yang Ming.

Over these days, the two had formed a deep bond.

Gao Yuan had always treated her as his own daughter.

Yang Ming said nothing, but a nostalgic look flashed through his eyes as well.

Just as Gao Yuan said, after more than half a month without someone chattering in his ear, it was indeed a little lonely.

"Big Brother, Grandpa Gao!"

Just then, a silvery, bell-like laugh suddenly rang out.

A fragrant breeze rushed toward him, and Yang Ming immediately felt a figure leap into his arms. As usual, she clung to him