Xie Qiao put the things into the carriage. The ten guards also rode on their horses, opening the path left and right in an awe-inspiring manner.
She looked for it according to the address recorded earlier.
It was indeed an ordinary house. There were no official residences around it, and they were all homes for the common people. Presumably, the income of the people living in the two-courtyard house should be quite good.
After all, this was a house in the capital, and the price was not cheap. Some low-level officials who did not have backers could not even afford it.
The guard knocked on the door.
In a short while, a young Taoist opened the door.
This young Taoist's face was somewhat pale, and his expression was also timid. "Who... are you looking for?"
He was very short. As the guards were worried that Master Mo would be in danger, they stood in front of her. Xie Qiao could not see this little young Taoist clearly.
