The Xuanwang Mansion in the night was silent as usual. A tall middle-aged man in black was standing outside Meng Yuan's study door, reporting in a low voice, "My lord, your subordinate, Wen Renyuan."
"Come in." Meng Yuan's cold voice came from the door.
Wen Renyuan pushed open the door and entered, raised his head and asked Meng Yuan eagerly. "Uncle Wenren, where is Yan Mo?"
Wen Renyuan sighed secretly. Yan Mo had just set off for a few hours, where else could he go? However, he didn't show it on his face, he just reported in a serious tone. "Don't worry, Your Highness, Yan Mo has set off a few hours ago and traveled thousands of miles a day in pursuit of the wind. I believe he will arrive at Momen in a few days."
Meng Yuan, whose face was always low, noddedin reply.
