The days passed quietly.
Nan Luo was originally worried that his accidental misspoke would end up badly. However, Long Qian Xing didn't act any different to them after that. He would appear occasionally and accompanied them.
Just like now…
Looking at the young man, who was looking inside from the window, he felt that he really wanted to punch Long Qian Xing.
"We'll arrive soon in the Capital City." Long Qian Xing's eyes landed on the Go board that Feng Ao Kuai and Nan Hua was playing. "You might want to keep it away."
"Is there anything important that happened in the Capital City lately?" Feng Ao Kuai asked as he put his last piece and started counting. Seeing that he was losing again, he felt a bit miserable.
"The gate is a bit crowded."
Feng Ao Kuai furrowed his eyebrows and moved to the window. He peered his head outside and looked at the gate in front of him. Seeing the people who were staying there, he felt a sense of unease.
