Outside the National Master Mansion.
At the end of the street.
As Ji Mingyue and Zhong Ling, with Little Dumpling, headed towards the main gate of the National Master Mansion, Jiang Ning stood alone in place, gazing calmly in the other direction.
Looking into the darkness at the end of the long street.
At this moment, dusk was getting thicker, and a bright moon was slowly rising from the west.
In the distance, passersby were sparse, with occasional carriages passing by, kicking up wisps of dust.
The departing Ji Mingyue and Zhong Ling, as well as the other two, gradually distanced themselves from Jiang Ning, occasionally looking back.
In their eyes, Jiang Ning merely watched calmly into the distance, at the end of the long street.
Before long, the vision extended, and they could no longer see Jiang Ning's silhouette.
Meanwhile.
Jiang Ning didn't wait long either.
In the darkness of the street corner, a slender figure slowly emerged.
