After leaving the royal study, it was already time for them to leave. The two of them didn't return to the Scholar's Hall. Instead, they changed directions and headed straight for the Vermillion Bird Gate.
On the way.
Ding Yi endured the pain and had a stomach full of questions to ask, but there were people around him. They were either Human Emperor Guards or the Golden Scaled Mysterious Heavenly Army. It was not a place to talk.
They arrived at the Vermilion Bird Sect.
Uncle Ding had been waiting by the side of the carriage for a long time. When he saw them arrive, he quickly welcomed them.
"Young Master, Qing Lin!"
The two of them nodded, and their attention fell on a Dragon Guard at the side. The other party walked over quickly and stopped in front of Zhang Ronghua. He said respectfully,"Sir, His Highness wants you to go over."
"Go back and report to His Highness first. Tell him that I will send Ding Yi back."
"Yes!"
