In the middle of the night, Yan Jiuchao boarded a carriage out of the manor. Uncle Wan was old, so he did not follow him. Shadow Six and Shadow Thirteen drove the carriage without a word.
It was already late at night, and the city gate had already been closed for more than two hours. However, if Young Master Yan left the city, not to mention a mere city gate, even the gate of the palace would have to obediently open for him.
The city gate opened and the carriage sped out.
The guards guarding the city muttered as they watched the carriage leave.
"Why do you think Young Master left the city so late at night?"
"Is he going back to Yan City? He left in such a hurry. It seems like something urgent happened?"
"I've never heard of anything big happening in Yan City."
"Who do you think you are! How can you know if something happens in Yan City?"
"Go, go, go! No matter how capable I am, I'm still your master!"
