Early the next morning.
Yang Ge escorted Yang Tiansheng and the others out of the city. After repeated reminders from him, Yang Tiansheng led his elite men from the Bright Cult's Greenwood Hall toward South Sand Bay in Zhoushan,welcoming the bright spring sunrise.
After returning to the city alone, Yang Ge casually took a Half-Faced Demon Mask from inside his robe and put it on. He then removed the gray cloth wrapped around the Cold Moon Saber and hung the weapon at his waist.
Amid the shoulder-to-shoulder crowds, Gu Tong and the others silently gathered behind him, shedding their disguises as they walked to reveal the embroidered uniforms and Ox-Tail Sabers beneath.
The closer they came to the Jiangzhe Regional Military Commission headquarters, the more Embroidered-Clad Strongmen gathered behind Yang Ge...
The appearance of so many members of the Embroidered Uniform Guard on the street immediately drew the attention of countless passersby.
"Is that Second Master?"
"Mother of heaven, it really is Second Master!"
"Second Master, have you had breakfast? I just bought these steamed buns. I haven't touched a single one!"
"Second Master, don't eat his buns! Make way, make way! Second Master, try a baked flatbread from my Liu Family shop..."
Amid the clamorous calls, more and more Jiangzhe residents rushed forward, scrambling to surround them, so excited they hardly knew what to do with their hands and feet.
News of Yang Ge's return to Hangzhou had long since swept through the city like wind and rain.
All across Hangzhou, there were baked flatbreads, wontons, and steamed buns that newly arrived visitors simply had to try...
Yet only today had they finally seen Yang Ge himself.
The crowd surged and seethed. Everyone wanted to get close to Yang Ge, to look at him-to see the young man who