The carriage didn't head for the palace, but stopped in front of a mansion with extremely stringent security.
Li Changhe took a quick glance; there were thousands of soldiers just outside the gate. Some of them looked like they were wearing armor similar to his Mountain Pattern Armor. They were probably members of the Thousand Cattle Guard as well.
Upon getting off the carriage, Li Changhe's eyes flickered. He heard Yun Ting's voice, it was fuzzy but there was a response at last.
"Brother Ting, what happened?" Li Changhe whispered, so softly that he could barely hear his own voice.
"I messed up," Yun Ting's voice was weak: "Why the hell did you had to hide in the buddhist hall? I didn't feel good there, then some bull-nosed old Taoist put a spell on you. It almost reincarnated me..."
"Brother Ting, you're badass. Both the Buddhists and the Taoists tried to get you and they both failed."
