Chapter 119 Narrow Sky (Average subscription breaks 400, three more updates with 10,000 words!)_1
About four or five breaths later, a loud shout rang out, and the procession immediately started moving.
Zhao Yan stared blankly at the crowd moving like flowing water, her slender neck stretched out, as though looking for a certain someone she just said goodbye to."Sister, stop looking. Your junior disciple brother has already left!"
The little money-lover chuckled, teasing her sister.
Zhao Yan gave her a glare, her pretty face slightly reddened.
"Don't talk nonsense, I'm just looking at the sky."
Having said that, she ignored her sister.
She didn't hurry back, but waited until the procession had disappeared from sight before reluctantly taking her sister and riding back to the city.
Knowing that everyone along the route was a "friend", Huang An was no longer worried.
He led ten trusted aides at the front of the procession.
As they chatted and laughed, they strengthened their mutual relationships.