Tang Feiyang frowned helplessly as he ate a few bites of rice and some dishes, and though wine was poured for him, he did not drink. He still had to review the mission, and he would need to go out again in the evening for a check, so how could he drink?
He was not like those junior fellow disciples; he was a leader, and when he went out at night to investigate, it was for everyone's safety.
...
Tang Feiyang took a secret passage out of his room at night, bringing along a steward but none of the drunken junior fellow disciples.
He also worried his little cousin might cling to him. When he quietly emerged from the secret passage onto the grand streets of Immortal Venerable City in the darkness, he felt the city, under the cover of night, seemed not quiet but brimming with lurking dangers.
