Yang Qing and his three companions finally left Yan Prefecture City before its gates closed.
Yang Qing remained quiet throughout the journey.
Bu Er and Jiang Zhizhou noticed, but kept their worries to themselves.
The Yang Family's old residence held an extraordinary place in Yang Qing's heart. Now, however, he had to abandon it completely.
"Yang Qing, Chu Jinghui will surely regret treating you this way someday!" Jiang Zhizhou said, looking at him.
Yang Qing merely waved a hand. "There's no need to bring it up. They're only people from the past."
Indeed, whatever happened, there was no longer anyone in Western Chu worthy of his dying loyalty.
"It's good that you can think that way. But now that the past is settled, what should we do next?" Jiang Zhizhou asked.
Yang Qing looked at him and suddenly smiled. "Hunt for treasure and seek our fortune, of course."
Beside him, Bu Er's eyes lit up, and he smiled too. "You're right, young master. We've spent so long wandering aimlessly through those mountains that we're almost growing fur. It's time to stretch our muscles."
After leaving Yan Prefecture, Yang Qing and his companions abandoned the ox cart and returned to Massacre Slope, following the same Secret Passage back to the North Mountain side.
"We've seen North Mountain inside and out on this round trip. Northern Liang's Dragon Vein probably isn't here. That makes things rather difficult."
It was neither in North Mountain nor in Spirit Mountain. Northern Liang did not have many mountain ranges, and Yang Qing and his companions had already searched all the notable ones beforehand.
Now, however, they did not know where to go.
"We've seen all of Northern Liang's famous mountains, yet the Dragon Vein still hasn't appeared. Could this whole matter of a Dragon Vein be