"Zhu Zi."
A soft call was made, and a waiter came to the side of the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper said softly, "Follow them, don't let them notice you, report back to me immediately if there's any movement."
"Yes!"
Zhu Zi responded, took off his apron, and stepped into the crowd in front of the tavern.
The shopkeeper watched the direction Jiang Chen and the others were leaving, a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth: "Young man, you've offended too many people, unfortunately, those with you will have to be buried with you!"
Changyun Prefecture Domain Lord's Mansion.
Domain Lord Zhang Ming was in the reception hall meeting guests.
Zhang Ming sat in the main seat, on his left was an old man with a broken arm, on his right was a gray-robed elder.
"Domain Lord Zhang, may I know why you invited me here? If it's not urgent, I have other matters to attend to, and I won't be accompanying you!"
Bu Fuqi spoke solemnly, glancing fearfully at the gray-robed elder.
