It was afternoon; Feng Yun, Zhao Mingxi and others were standing on the open ground of the City Lord's mansion.
Feng Yun put the old man sword saint in the store to take care while he came with Zhao Mingxi to the city lord's mansion.
Zhao Mingxi received a letter that her mother had sent an escort team to bring her back safely.
"They arrived earlier than I expected." Zhao Mingxi looked into the sky and said.
"Do you think the disturbance of the Black Plain mountains has something to do with their earlier arrival? They might have gotten a hint of the situation of the Black Plains mountains; the people are mysteriously disappearing in the Black Plains mountains. The Black Plain City might not be safe anymore; your mother should worry about your safety." Feng Yun said with a thoughtful look.
