Xiao Liulang was looking at the Marquis of Xuanping, and the Marquis of Xuanping was staring back at Xiao Liulang.
Shock flickered in both of their eyes.
Xiao Liulang hadn't expected him to loop back and wait here on purpose for him.
And the Marquis of Xuanping had not expected the person he intended to confront would turn out to be such a young lad.
He merely had the same feeling as he did that time at the post station.
Only, this time it was more intense, he was convinced that the other party must be hiding nearby.
He purposely walked far away to put his opponents guard down, then quietly looped back - an usual tactic on the battlefield and as a martial artist, it wasn't difficult to implement.
The difficult part was now.
He looked at the face in front of him, the disbelief in his eyes impossible to hide.
"Mar...marquis, you left in such a hurry…" Manager Liu arrived in a rush, "Huh? Isn't the Seventh Prince with you?"