Early the next morning, the person Yu Haitang sent arrived. It was an old acquaintance, Ji Qianxing. This young genius ranked seventh on the Cyan Cloud Ranking had unexpectedly become her bodyguard and errand runner.
Chen Ming had always felt as if Ji Qianxing had some kind of leverage over Yu Haitang.
"Thanks for last time."
He was referring to the matter with Qiuxiang and Dongxiang, and had not found a chance to thank him until now.
Ji Qianxing maintained his indifferent expression and said, "It was a minor effort."
After getting into the carriage, he asked again, "Where are we going now?"
"You'll know when we get there."
Chen Ming said no more, placing the "Mingfeng Sword" across his knees and closing his eyes to rest.
...
Half an hour later, the carriage drove into a secluded courtyard.
As soon as Chen Ming got off, he knew where he was; this was Yu Haitang's residence, where he had been last time.
"Follow me."
Ji Qianxing called out, walking towards the backyard.
