"Ji-Ji!"
On one of the main roads of the royal capital, a few carriages were slowly advancing. The evening breeze of the late autumn was blowing across, making people feel refreshingly cold.
"Stop!"
There was a voice that suddenly came from the carriage in the front. The carriage stopped while Zhan Wushuang, who was seated at the back, opened the curtain with suspicion. Soon enough, a guard that was riding a warhorse came to the side and spoke with a lowered voice, "Young Master Wushuang, Young Master Yi wants to have a drink. My clan's Young Clan Head asked if you would like to go over."
"Yes!"
Zhan Wushuang nodded. He informed Zhan Lin'er and jumped out the carriage, soon hopping onto Qian Wanguan's carriage.
The carriages set course again but soon parted ways. The carriage at the back continued towards the Hidden Dragon Pavilion while the first carriage steered towards the other side.
