Meanwhile, Lin Feng set out to get lunch.
He rode in the carriage with Ning Xi, Li Zhiyan, and his new household member, Tang Aining.
The ride was smooth and unhurried, the rhythmic clatter of hooves against stone echoing through the streets as the city bustled with its usual life.
His destination was Ling Lan's restaurant, and a faint smile lingered on his lips at the thought of surprising her.
It had been some time since he last visited, and he was curious to see her reaction.
Inside the carriage, the atmosphere was calm.
Ning Xi occasionally peeked outside through the curtain, her curiosity evident, while Tang Aining sat quietly, still adjusting to her new role.
Li Zhiyan maintained her usual composed demeanor as a maidservant.
However, their peaceful journey did not last long.
The carriage gradually slowed before coming to a complete stop.
The lively noise of the street ahead had turned into a strange mix of murmurs, shouts, and restless movement.
