Xia Feng nodded: "Can you find it?"
Dongfang Zhuangzhuang's eyes dodged for a moment, then he confidently patted his chest.
"Sir, you underestimate me. Other things aside, my directional expertise is unmatched."
"Everyone at home calls me the King of Direction."
Xia Feng snorted lightly, not bothering to expose his bragging.
"Fine, then leave the travel permit behind and return to the Fourth Branch."
After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for agreement, and gestured at the jade pendant on his neck.
Dongfang Zhuangzhuang instantly felt his sense of refinement with the jade pendant disconnect, and then it automatically flew into Xia Feng's hand.
All of a sudden, Dongfang Zhuangzhuang was in panic.
"What does the Sir need the travel permit for?"
"Isn't the Sir returning to the Fourth Branch with me now?"
"Xia Tianming is still imprisoned in the dungeon. Isn't the Sir going to rescue him?"
