On a narrow road outside Tong City.
Jiang Zhizhou and Yang Qing sat side by side, letting Bu Er drive the carriage at a gallop along the narrow road.
Watching Yang Qing with his eyes half closed, Jiang Zhizhou suddenly felt a question rise in his heart.
"Yang Qing, why are you so determined to go to Fan City?"
Jiang Zhizhou had wanted to ask this ever since Yang Qing proposed that the three of them head to Fan City.
Yang Qing smiled faintly and looked at Jiang Zhizhou. "Do you remember where we said we came from when we first arrived in Tong City?"
Jiang Zhizhou paused, then smiled as well. "Of course. Weren't we from Fan City? But now that Duan Hongzhuo's whereabouts are unknown, His Majesty won't be easy to fool."
After all, the County Magistrate of Fan City was one of Duan Ziqian's trusted aides.
Yang Qing shook his head. "It may not be a dead end. Those false identities of ours could fool others, but certainly not the County Magistrate of Fan City. So why did he stand with us?"
Jiang Zhizhou glanced at him, wanting to say something, but no words came.
Indeed, why had he?
Perhaps the County Magistrate of Fan City had known beforehand, but Yang Qing had secretly ordered Northern Hawk to handle the matter.
Yet if he had known nothing, why had he still helped cover for them afterward?
There had to be something hidden beneath it all.
Seeing Jiang Zhizhou's brow keep furrowing, Yang Qing smiled. "Don't you find the County Magistrate of Fan City rather interesting?"
"I'm very eager to meet him."
Jiang Zhizhou said, "Then let's meet him. Why not?"
No one knew better than Jiang Zhizhou that Yang Qing never did anything without a purpose.
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