After sending Yang Xiaoyun onto the sedan chair, the Iron Blood Escort Agency immediately shut its doors tightly.
This is another saying similar to a custom.
But now, without mentioning how this custom works, the Iron Blood Escort Agency was already deserted.
As Yang Xiaoyun was taken away by Su Mo, Captain Zhang, Captain Li, and all the original escorts and leaders of the Iron Blood Escort Agency left together.
Amidst the sparse courtyard, Yang Yizhi slowly appeared.
Beside him were the Qilin Swordsman, Ji Feiyang, Bei changzhi, and a few others.
"How do you feel?"
The Qilin Swordsman looked at Yang Yizhi with a half-smile:
"After so many years of hard work, in the end, that Su kid still got his hands on it."
Yang Yizhi glanced at the Qilin Swordsman, not bothering to respond.
He turned and walked towards the inner residence.
The Qilin Swordsman didn't mind, along with Ji Feiyang and Bei changzhi, he went out to find a place to eat and drink.
