Northern Liang, an unnamed trail.
An utterly ordinary carriage raced along the trail.
Outside, the young man driving had worn a dark expression from the outset. He swung his whip, bringing it down on the horse's back again and again, driving it into a headlong gallop.
Had anyone passed that way, they would surely have recognized the man radiating fury as Bu Er.
Bu Er's face was grim as still water, his lips pressed into a thin line. One hand kept swinging the whip while his eyes stared straight ahead.
He truly had not expected that the three of them would find themselves targeted again before they had even caught their breath after leaving Spirit Mountain.
This time, the person behind it belonged to Northern Liang's imperial family.
Hah, that uncle and nephew certainly knew how to scheme!
Compared with Bu Er's fury, the other two inside the carriage were remarkably calm.
"We knew from the beginning that searching for the Dragon Vein would be no voyage over calm seas. I simply never expected Duan Hongxing to have harbored those intentions all along."
Yang Qing's lips twitched slightly. This Duan Hongxing clearly had considerable ambitions.
He wondered whether Duan Ziqian knew.
Presumably, he did not.
Otherwise, he would never have left the arrangements for the Dragon Vein search entirely to Duan Hongxing.
Searching for the Dragon Vein was incidental; probing Donghuang was his true purpose!
And Spirit Mountain, which they had just descended, was precisely the place Duan Hongxing had been keeping constantly in mind. Yet despite days of secret investigation, he had still found no way inside.
Now that he had learned someone had actually come down from Spirit Mountain, he naturally could not afford to take it lightly.
The two parties had clashed outside the unnamed city.
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