"Stop!"
Just as the army was marching forward, Li Jing, who was resting with his eyes closed, suddenly spoke out.
"Immortal Master!"
"Is there anything amiss?"
Guo Nuan hastily approached the carriage, asking in a hushed voice.
"There's nothing wrong, just that a distinguished guest has come visiting through the night!"
"Everyone, hurry and set up camp, prepare the fine tea, and do not neglect our guest!"
Hearing Li Jing's words, the crowd was astonished, but they quickly sprang into action, their hands and feet moving briskly. In no time, several tents were erected. Some even went to the river to fetch water, boiling it with charcoal.
Just as everything was ready, someone came to the tent entrance, claiming to be a traveler who had lost his way.
Guo Nuan, who was waiting at the entrance, did not expose him but instead welcomed the stern-faced, imposing man with a smile.
