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Jing Yuan escorted Kafka through the cargo corridor of Huixing Port, and when they reached a secluded alley, they suddenly stopped.

She didn't turn around, but a slight smile appeared on her lips.

Having lived for so long, her perception has been honed to an unparalleled level.

Ever since she left the container pile, that faint, lingering presence had been following her for quite some time.

When she was a general, no one ever dared to follow her in Luofu territory.

Now, dressed as a young girl, she escorts prisoners and encounters this amusing situation.

"Interesting, very interesting."

She murmured to herself, seemingly with genuine joy.

Kafka, who was walking ahead, stopped when she heard the footsteps behind her suddenly cease. She turned around, looked at her, and asked:

"Why did you stop?"

"It's nothing."

Jingyuan suppressed his smile and started walking again to catch up with Kafka.

The two continued walking forward.

Tingyun, hiding in the shadows of the shipping container behind, quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

She had just thought she had been discovered.

But now it seems I was just overthinking things.

Given her ability to conceal herself, unless General Jing Yuan of Luofu personally intervenes, it will be difficult to defeat her.

Otherwise, how could a little girl have seen through it?

How much real ability can a civil advisor in the Grand Divination Bureau have?

With this in mind, she took a step forward, ready to continue tracking.

They discovered that the person was missing.

The alley was deserted.

The two figures that were just walking one after the other within her field of vision vanished without a trace.

Even the sound of footsteps seemed to have been erased by something.

Several possibilities flashed through Tingyun's mind.

She was ambushed? Did they discover she was being followed?

A voice came from behind her.

"Miss Tingyun, what are you doing? Why are you following me?"

The voice was languid, with a hint of relaxed laughter.

The tone of her voice was exactly the same as the white-haired girl she had heard at the Star Harbor dock.

Tingyun's pupils contracted sharply, but as the Great Lord of Annihilation...

She switched from shock to composure in half a second and turned around.

Jing Yuan stood in front of her, arms crossed.

The girl's exquisitely beautiful face wore a half-smile.

It's like scrutinizing a fox that has accidentally stumbled into a trap.

Kafka stood not far behind Jingyuan, her hands still encased in sealing locks.

But he wore a relaxed smile, as if he were watching a good show.

It was as if this unexpected little episode was more interesting than her being escorted to the Tabuan that night.

"Oh my! Miss Yuanjing, you really startled me!"

Tingyun placed her hand on her chest, her expression of shock switching smoothly and effortlessly.

"My heart almost jumped out of my chest!"

Your sudden appearance from behind is too much of a scare for the ferryman of the Tianbo Bureau.

"What if I can't get out of bed tomorrow? Who will arrange my benefactors' schedule?"

Jing Yuan didn't speak, but kept that ambiguous smile on his face as he continued to look at Ting Yun.

It's as if it's saying, keep making things up.

Tingyun felt a chill run down her spine under her gaze and realized that she wouldn't be able to get away with just acting cute this time.

Quickly put on a pitiful and aggrieved expression.

"Oh dear, what a miserable life I have!"

Actually, it's just... it's what I heard them talking about in Star Harbor just now, about illegitimate daughters and children of officials.

The young woman began to have doubts.

Miss Yuanjing, as you know, our Tianbo Company receives and sees off guests every day, and we rely on our excellent information network.

But your identity is something I can't match up with even after searching through all the names in my head.

That would be dereliction of duty!

So I wanted to sneak over and see who you are, no, who your daughter is.

It was purely professional instinct! Absolutely no malicious intent whatsoever.

She took another half step forward, her fox ears twitching slightly, and asked gossipily.

"So, Miss Yuanjing, are you really the general's daughter?"

I promise I won't tell anyone, I was just asking.

After hearing these words, Jing Yuan's smile did not fade at all; instead, it deepened.

Tingyun's explanation was indeed watertight.

Since she had put it that way, she didn't intend to pursue the matter further.

After all, she wasn't a general now, but just a civil advisor in the Bureau of Divination.

However, it wouldn't be fun if she continued to follow them.

She deliberately leaned forward and teased...

"Miss Tingyun, I understand your curiosity."

But next time you want to ask, just come and ask me directly; you don't need to hide behind the pile of goods.

As for my identity, I am indeed connected to the General's Mansion, but you'll have to guess the specifics yourself!

She took a half step back, gestured to Kafka to "keep going," and walked away without looking back.

Tingyun stood in the alley.

Watching the white-haired girl leisurely escort the Star Core Hunter away, the smile on his face crumbled for the first time.

She was caught red-handed by a little girl and was even teased in public.

Although the other party seemed to believe her story.

But I always felt that Yuan Jing's smile had a kind of composure that saw through everything but was too lazy to expose it.

She took a deep breath, suppressing her anger at being tricked, and turned to walk in the opposite direction.

Kafka walked behind Jingyuan, her leisurely smile of watching the show not yet completely fading.

She suddenly spoke:

"It seems that Miss Tingyun is hiding some secret."

Miss Yuanjing, aren't you going to investigate this?

The envoy from the Tianbo Bureau possessed some of the best stealth skills I've ever seen.

This cannot be explained by mere hobbies or interests.

"Of course I know she's not simple."

Her story might fool others, but it's not convincing enough to fool me, especially not for years.

Jing Yuan did not deny it, but simply continued walking forward.

"But I don't have any evidence right now, and she has worked at the Tianbo Company for so long. Even if she hasn't made any great contributions, she has certainly put in a lot of hard work."

I cannot rely solely on intuition to doubt a ferryman who has served Luofu for many years.

Kafka smiled:

"So even the people of the Grand Diviner know how to cherish old friendships."

"I'm not doing this out of consideration for past relationships; it's just how I treat people."

Jingyuan corrected her,

"Don't easily doubt anyone who works for Luofu before you have solid evidence."

This is something I learned from an old friend.

However, she hasn't been in Luofu for a long time, and I wonder how she is now.

She spoke with a hint of melancholy.

Kafka didn't press the matter further, but simply changed the subject:

"How much longer until we reach the Temple of the Gods? This sealing lock isn't heavy, but my wrists will ache after walking for a while."

"Soon."

Jing Yuan raised his chin towards the front.

Kafka glanced at her: "You already said that at the Starport exit."

"That means it'll be here soon."

Jing Yuan still wore that lazy smile, and his pace remained unhurried, showing no intention of speeding up.

On the other side, Chang Le Street. After March 7th dragged Xing and Qi Ye out of Huixing Harbor, the three headed straight for Chang Le Street.

As the most bustling commercial district in Luofu Xianzhou, Changle Street truly lives up to its reputation.

On March 7th, pointing to a crowded spot in the corner of the square, he excitedly shouted:

"Look, there are so many people gathered there! Let's go see what good stuff they have!"

Xing was pulled forward by March 7, with Qi Ye following behind, and the three of them squeezed into the crowd.

After they finally managed to squeeze to the front row, they could see that it was in the open space in the middle of the crowd.