Xu Zimei and Xiao Guizi returned to the inn and planned to leave Mixed Yuan Ancient City.
"Senior brother, are we just going to let the assassination attempt slide?" Xiao Guizi asked in confusion.
"Nobody can escape. It's just not convenient at the moment, to avoid startling the snake by hitting the grass," Xu Zimei said with a smile, shaking his head.
"Senior brother, do you already know who the assassin is?" Xiao Guizi asked.
"Don't you have an answer in your heart as well?" Xu Zimei said with a smile.
In the afternoon, the two of them rode the Dark Heaven Tiger and the Green Jiao Horse out of Mixed Yuan Ancient City.
The twilight and the glow of the sunset interwove at the edge of the sky, and the world seemed brighter after a snowfall.
It was refreshingly new, as if it had been washed clean.
On a secluded street in Mixed Yuan Ancient City, there was a small tea stall.
Perhaps due to its remote location, the tea stall didn't have much business.
