"Return to the Imperial Capital, Jingyang City."
Jiang Lan gave the order to depart, no longer willing to rest. It was also time for him to meet with his parents and explain the recent changes in his personality.
...
"Sir, are you saying that Lin Fan, the son-in-law of the Su Family in Yu Yi City, is dead?"
"He was wanted and hunted down for attempting to assassinate the young master of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and he died in the mountains?"
In a remote teahouse at the mouth of an alley in Yu Yi City.
A woman sat within, her face obscured by a veiled hat, asking in a soft voice.
She was dressed in white, with a graceful figure and a slender neck. Her skin was as flawless as jade, whiter than frost and snow. Even just sitting there, she exuded a transcendent aura that seemed utterly out of place with her surroundings.
And yet, none of the cultivators around her seemed to notice her at all.
