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Yun Yang first went to the west of the city to make a round of the slums. Looking at the happy smiles on the faces of those handicapped warriors, he was comforted. He then went to the south of the city before heading to the east and north...

Yun Yang’s pace was quick, each step seemed at ease but his fast movements had already taken him dozens of feet away.

Fang Mofei tailed him closely without losing a beat.

It was during this afternoon that people in the capital swore that they had seen a handsome young master with otherworldly grace pass before their eyes. Yun Yang’s strides were fast, assisted by his qinggong skills, but it was already midnight when he completed a complete round in Yutang City.

He did not do much and had only roamed around.

He was like a lonely lion patrolling his territory; soundlessly, but with pride and solitude. He was contented to watch the people under his care living in peace.