Balibao.
"Master, we've found out. Someone saw that man carrying the young master heading north. Our men have already gone after them!"
The person reporting cautiously held his breath, stealing glances at the Master's expression. The man's face revealed no joy or anger, as if all emotions were hidden beneath that elegant and handsome facade.
Yixuan let out a heavy sigh and then mounted his horse in silence. Clearly, he couldn't sit still any longer, unwilling to stay here waiting for news from his subordinates. He wanted to set out himself to find the person.
At the same time, Shujun and others galloped on horseback, meeting a group of people head-on. These people appeared travel-worn, as if they were in a hurry to do something.
