However, it was obvious that Yan Xun did not want to tell her the reason.
Yan Xun lifted the curtains of the carriage and looked out. His vision was a little far away, and she had no idea what he was looking at.
Why did he go to pray for blessings this time?
.. If he didn't go, wouldn't that person's plan be ruined?
The young man's light-colored lips curled up into a faint smile, with a bit of coldness for no reason.
Fu min furrowed his brows slightly, but he still didn't say anything.
Forget it, since he was not willing to say, there was no point in asking.
This trip to the Cheng Tian temple would probably not be peaceful.
***
Sure enough.
Halfway through the journey, Fu min's convoy was intercepted by a group of masked men. The other party was very aggressive and they were forced to retreat.
Fu min and Yan Xun were protected in the middle.