A Bolt from the Blue

There were only two days left of the Divine Calendar's first millennium. Donghai City grew more and more festive.

Many people were in the Guqin Gardens where Hua Fengliu stayed—Ye Futian, Yu Sheng, Yi Qingxuan, Yi Xiang, Tang Lan, and Tang Wan.

"Tomorrow is the last day of the year. After tomorrow, I'll see you all off," Yi Xiang said.

"Why the hurry?" Yi Qingxuan asked.

"Haven't you realized that people are watching the Guqin Gardens these days?" Yi Xiang said. "They haven't done anything so I ignored them but it's better to be safe than sorry. As the saying goes, the longer the night, the more nightmares you may receive."

The School of the Emperor Star definitely held grudges against him and Ye Futian but hadn't made any moves. Perhaps they had their own concerns but Yi Xiang didn't care. The sooner he got Ye Futian to the Imperial City the less he worried.

"Senior Yi, you are right." Sitting on the side, Hua Fengliu nodded.