Led by the attendant, Bai Ye soon arrived at a side hall.
Inside, a portly middle-aged man was pacing anxiously back and forth.
"Where's Mu Linsen?!"
The sudden voice startled him.
Zhang Xiang hurriedly turned around to find a man in a black-and-gold trench coat staring intently at him.
He had seen Mr. Bai at the banquet earlier and recognized him immediately.
He hastily bowed. "Greetings, Mr. Bai Yeh."
Bai Yeh?
Bai Ye paused. This guy has quite an accent... wait, how does he know my name?
"You know me?"
Zhang Xiang quickly replied with courtesy, "I saw you at the banquet earlier, Mr. Bai Yeh."
"That's not what I meant. How do you know my name?"
"Your younger brother, Mu Linsen, told me."
"Huh?"
Bai Ye froze, completely bewildered.
Holy shit, did Mu Linsen travel through time with me?
He could think of no other reason why the Mu Linsen of this era would know him.
"Where is Mu Linsen?"
"At No. 8 Warehouse."
Whoosh!
Bai Ye grabbed Zhang Xiang and left with God's Descent.
He didn't know where No. 8 Warehouse was, so he needed someone to show him the way.
"Why isn't my cousin back yet?" Zhang Shuo was growing anxious. He glanced at the equally anxious Tang Yichen and even began to doubt who the boy really was.
Could this kid's Forbidden Disease be acting up? Has he been spouting nonsense all along?
"Owww!" A pained cry suddenly rang out in front of No. 8 Warehouse.
Startled, Zhang Shuo and the others hurriedly looked over. Zhang Xiang had collapsed on weak legs, and beside him stood a figure in a black-and-gold trench coat.
"Cousin!" Zhang Shuo cried out.
Zhang Xiang shakily climbed to his feet and waved a hand. "I'm fine. It was just my