Seeing Wen Xunpeng's anxious expression, Su Ziji smiled. His gaze rested on the distance before sweeping over the surroundings. "I understand your heart, sir. Rest assured, I never stand beneath a crumbling wall. You will understand shortly."
After a pause, he added, "We are meeting on the back mountain. Once we have met, we can quickly leave by the rear path. With armored soldiers waiting to support us, what is there to fear?"
Wen Xunpeng still wanted to say something, but Su Ziji had already turned around and selected several residence guards to accompany him.
Only a few residence guards for protection?
Wen Xunpeng grew even more uneasy. Just as he was about to speak again, he suddenly caught the look Su Ziji gave him over his shoulder. He stiffened, fell silent for a moment, then said decisively, "Then please take this minister with you, my lord!"
His expression seemed to say that if Su Ziji did not take him along, he would block him even at the cost of remonstrating to death.
Knowing his temperament, Su Ziji seemed helpless as he said, "Then keep up."
As he spoke, the group proceeded on foot while their attendants rode ahead toward the mountain. Behind them stood over a hundred armored soldiers. Several exchanged glances but did not move. With a wave of a hand, a troop of cavalry immediately split off and rode away into the distance, keeping watch on the roads.
Ascending Immortal Mountain only had one or two paths. Watching the roads made it impossible for anything to go wrong.
Rain drifted down across the realm, and there were almost no pedestrians in the streets. Many shops and taverns had put up their shutters and closed. Fang Xi had been so busy that his eyes blurred, and he had