He Is A Fox

Liu Yang frowned when he received the guest just as he stepped outside the inn. It seems they were waiting for him to be alone before approaching him. What's the matter? Was it something they couldn't tell the misty man?

He still held in his suspicion and went along with the servant who brought him the scroll. On his way, he couldn't help himself as he asked, "What's up? Did the Emperor say something?"

The servant shook his head. "I don't know. I'm only a servant."

Liu Yang nodded as they hurried down the street, with memory Yu Weimin behind.

While they were walking, Yu Weimin yawned and said to his system in a bored manner, "Can't I fastforward this? I feel like I've been watching for hours. Even if my patience is good, this is too much."

[Host, please, bear with it. I can't do anything about this. You decided to bring this upon yourself.]

Yu Weimin knew, and he regretted it a little. But he still wanted to know what had happened in Liu Yang's past life.