End of the Victory Banquet (2)

"Qian Xing?" Lin Yuan asked.

"I'll be going first. Be careful."

"Yes."

Long Qian Xing didn't give any specific order because there were a lot of other martial artist in the main hall. If he were to say anything that was too specific, there might be other people who would hear him.

At the same time, his mind thought of Madam Wen as he didn't expect her to be able to stay alive all this time. It seemed that her luck was quite great to be able to survive for so long even though her condition was already that bad.

'I guess I should put another tile inside.'

While thinking, Long Qian Xing didn't stop walking. Unlike other guests who came out of the main hall to return home, Long Qian Xing was heading into the inner palace. The road he picked barely had any guard and it was very quiet.