The caravan proceeded brazenly down the main street. At its head, two men in practical attire, one in black and one in white, were chatting idly.
These two were none other than Zhou Hongda's subordinates, the Black and White Double Slaughter: Ruan Gaolou and Tang Youming.
"Brother Ruan, do you think that Yan Jian fellow will fall for it?" Tang Youming asked in a low voice.
Ruan Gaolou shook his head slightly. "Well... I'm not sure about that."
Tang Youming said, "In my opinion, today is Yan Jian's wedding day. There's no way he'll show up."
Ruan Gaolou tightened his collar. "On a freezing day like this, if it were me, I'd definitely choose to stay home and cuddle my new wife."
"Sigh!" Tang Youming sighed. "This is rough on the two of us. I'm afraid this whole trip will be for nothing.
If Yan Jian has any sense at all, he won't just blindly believe the word of a servant."
