The next day, under Bai Qian's care, Wang Zijia finished his breakfast.
As usual, he walked to the street corner and there was a horse carriage parked there without any guests. Wang Zijia waved his hand, and the carriage came over immediately.
"Immortal Elder, where to?" the coachman asked enthusiastically.
"Wanyu Pavilion!" Wang Zijia replied blandly and climbed into the carriage.
"Alright!" With his reply, the coachman began to drive.
After traveling through several streets, the horse carriage suddenly came to a halt.
"Why did we stop?" Wang Zijia asked, slightly furrowing his brows as he pushed open the carriage curtain.
Upon inspecting his surroundings, Wang Zijia was taken aback.
For some reason, the carriage was parked in an alleyway and the coachman was nowhere to be found. In the alley, a man stood with his back towards the carriage.
