It's unclear if the Beimo Cheng King is in disguise. He wears a mask, dresses modestly, and follows closely behind two guards, with four more in the shadows.
In that secluded courtyard, besides the Beimo Cheng King, Xie Jingchen really couldn't think of anyone else who would need to be this discreet and cautious in their travels.
Moreover, no one knows the Beimo Cheng King is inside the Prince of Nanliang's courtyard. The Beimo Cheng King wouldn't willingly remain confined like a prisoner inside; he would surely come out for a walk.
But he waited for so many days before coming out. If he misses today, who knows when the next chance will be.
The Beimo Cheng King went out, and Xie Jingchen followed.
He rode his horse down a different path and entered a local tavern, requesting a private room upstairs.
When the window was pushed open, it faced the street directly.
Within view was a fortune-telling stall predicting good and bad luck.
