Clack, clack!
Unlike last time, there was no need for Aike to make a move before the sound of horse hooves could be heard.
With bright red eyes and a bushy beard, Old Master Stoss drove a sharply contoured carriage, piercing through the fog.
The carriage stopped right in front of him, and throughout, Stoss's gaze had been fixed on Fu Qian.
Likely, Old Master Xiumeng inside felt the same.
Fu Qian understood their feelings quite well.
Compared to the last time when he said "everyone is waiting," pointing directly to the flame undoubtedly brought a more intense shock.
Fu Qian didn't have any twisted pleasure in frightening the old masters with heart disease or anything.
But it was unavoidable, since from the start of the mission, they had put themselves in the position of hunting him down.
Since slipping away without a word was unlikely, he might as well use the situation to his advantage while minimizing delays.
