As she rushed down the stairs, Su Jiu's expression became ugly. She dragged Hu Dapao out. "Follow your master to the Bodyguard Agency."
When he saw Su Jiu's appearance, Qiao An knew something had cropped up. He frowned and communicated to Hu Dapao, "Look after the chief. Make sure nothing happens!"
"All right," Hu Dapao replied.
Ji Yuxian, who was on the rooftop, stood in front of the wooden rail and watched as a girl disguised as a man sped down the street in a horse carriage before vanishing in the distance.
The sound of footsteps approaching resonated behind him. A gentle voice echoed from about behind him,
"Eldest Young Master."
Ji Yuxian turned his head and saw that it was the same man he had seen downstairs a while ago. The man was about 30 years old and wore a gray robe. His black hair was fastened with a jade hairpiece. His features were elegant, and he appeared scholarly.
