Chapter 97: Following Like a Shadow (6)
Just when Feng Yao was stunned, Canyun turned around and looked at him: "Don't doubt my words, and don't be dissatisfied with what the young master said. Not only now, as long as you are still you, you have no choice."
Although Feng Yao had been in close contact with Can Yun for some time, he was still shocked by Can Yun's words and aura. Just one sentence made the displeasure of the previous moment disappear, and was replaced by an instinctive fear. He developed a physical and mental fear of Can Yun, who was also a guardian.
At this time, someone came to Canyun and whispered something in his ear.
"Got it, get ready, I'll be there soon."
After listening to the follower's words, Canyun immediately gave an order and the follower retreated respectfully. Because the follower covered his eyes with his hands while speaking, Feng Yao certainly didn't know what he said.
"From here on, we will split up and reunite in [Myanmar City] in ten days . That should be enough time, right?"
"Um."
"Then I'll go ahead."
As soon as he finished speaking, Canyun stood up and left, leaving Feng Yao stunned.
"By the way—"
Can Yun had just taken a few steps when he suddenly stopped but did not turn around. Feng Yao was a little frightened.
"Don't do unnecessary things, don't try to avoid my attention, and don't even think about avoiding me, young master. Don't forget your current status, and don't add unnecessary workload to me."
It was both a kind reminder and a warning. As soon as he finished speaking, Canyun strode away. This time he did not stop, and soon disappeared from Feng Yao's sight. It took Feng Yao a long time to react from his stupor. He realized that the cup in his hand had been pinched at some point, and his wooden expression turned into anger.
Going down to the first floor, Canyun was walking through the lobby, and there was a constant noise in his ears. The topics were nothing more than the invasion of Wu and the bravery of the Zhao army. Canyun felt it was really noisy, and subconsciously quickened his pace, wanting to get outside earlier. But just as he was about to reach the door, a person at a table suddenly stood up and bumped into Canyun, and the wine in the wine glass in his hand happened to spill on Canyun's shoulder...
"What is that? Why are you walking around for no reason——"
Before Canyun could say anything, the person who bumped into him spoke first. He was obviously very drunk and looked like he was looking for trouble. Canyun didn't say anything. He looked at his left shoulder where the wine had spilled, frowning slightly.
" What's that expression on your face? You bumped into me and you gave me a cold shoulder? Believe me or not, ugh—"
The drunkard he bumped into vomited before he could even finish his words. Fortunately, Canyun dodged quickly and avoided any harm.
"Sir, are you okay?"
The innkeeper asked Canyun about the situation across the counter. He was not drunk, so he could clearly tell from his expression and aura that Canyun was not an ordinary person. In addition, as an innkeeper, he saw all kinds of people every day, but this was the first time he had seen someone like Canyun who gave people a sense of oppression just by his appearance. The lobby was noisy, so no one noticed what happened.
Canyun didn't say anything, but raised his hand to wipe the place where the wine was spilled, then turned and walked out the door.
"Hey! You——"
As Canyun took a step forward, the drunk who had just vomited came up to him and reached out to grab Canyun. However, before his hand touched Canyun, he was grabbed by an external hand. It was the follower who had reported the news to Canyun before.
"What are you doing?"
The intervention of outsiders aroused the drunkard's dissatisfaction, but Canyun did not stop there. The follower who stopped the drunkard did not speak either. The two people who sat at the same table with the drunkard also stood up, and their mental state seemed to be similar to that of the drunkard who was looking for trouble.
Before anyone could react, Canyun had just stepped out of the inn when his followers threw the drunkard onto their table...
"You kid—"
This action made the two accomplices at the same table with the drunkard sober up a little. Seeing this, they attacked the follower. In a blink of an eye, both of them were knocked down. Because of this, the lobby instantly became much quieter. Everyone was watching this little farce. After making sure that the drunkard and his two accomplices could not get up, the follower clapped his hands and turned to walk out the door. No one dared to stop him, including the innkeeper, because the first people to cause trouble were the three people who were knocked down. In addition, due to Canyun's extraordinary origin, the innkeeper didn't even dare to say a word, let alone stop him.
A small farce happened downstairs, but Feng Yao upstairs was totally unmoved. He didn't know and didn't want to know what happened. He just kept drinking. Then he heard the sound of horse hooves gradually fading away.
The convoy was moving fast. Canyun, who was riding in the carriage, was not affected at all. He had just changed his clothes and tied his belt with his hands. In the blink of an eye, the convoy had left the town for a distance. Canyun looked calm and suddenly said: "What's the matter?"
"Your Excellency, I just received news that the people who were monitoring King Zhao have been cut off from the news."
A voice came from above the carriage.
"How were you discovered?"
"I don't know. We have lost contact with all the people in charge of surveillance. I'm afraid it's very dangerous."
"You idiot, pass the message down. If anything goes wrong before I arrive, I'll have you beheaded."
"yes!"
Canyun's voice was steady, and he didn't seem angry, but he made people feel more frightened than being angry. A black shadow flashed by outside the carriage roof, not affected by the speed of the carriage at all. The people accompanying him were not surprised by this. After the black shadow who came to report left, Canyun's expressionless face in the carriage finally changed again, revealing a hint of worry. He looked outside through the small window in the carriage, as if thinking about something...
