"Senior Brother, thank you so much for your protection along the way. Without it, I wouldn't have made it to the Capital City."
Jiang Yuan bowed deeply in front of the carriage to show his respect.
Zhong Lin did not get off the carriage. Through the curtain, he said in a deep voice, "The common saying goes, entering the Marquis Mansion is as deep as the ocean, and the royal family is even deeper than the Marquis Mansion. Junior Sister Jiang, my mission is over. From now on, it all depends on you. I hope you consider every step carefully."
"I will keep it in mind, Senior Brother."
Zhong Lin slowly stood up and stepped out of the carriage. Jiang Yuan remained bowing, not rising, whilst from afar a palpable malice could be felt.
Zhong Lin did not pay it any mind. He glanced at the gates of the Capital City, laughed heartily, leapt onto a tall horse, and rode away into the distance.
Not entering the city to take a look truly seems strange.
