He reacted to the challenge immediately, relying on his intuition to dodge Hong Fei’s punches, and then with a sweep of his long leg, Hong Fei was forced to momentarily step back. Yun Ge sat at the edge of the table, pouring herself a cup of tea, appearing nonchalant as she watched Hong Fei and Liang Shujun spar. At first, the two seemed evenly matched, but gradually, Shujun began to show signs of decline. He had been unconscious for too long, and the body that Baobao had so carefully nursed back to health was depleted once again. Even though Yun Ge had picked him up later and he had put on some weight, his combat strength was nowhere near his peak. Hong Fei subdued Shujun but did not take his life. The reason she had struck Shujun was merely to test him. Though Shujun had lost his sight, his mind was now filled with doubts. He vaguely sensed something was amiss. Caught in Hong Fei’s chokehold, he hung his head, maintaining a calm demeanor. "Who exactly are you?" He thought it over and felt he must have overlooked something. Hong Fei’s skills were exceptional, honed on the battlefield, far beyond any ordinary Protector. He felt that this person... might not be He Su’s subordinate? Yun Ge took a sip of tea and then rose gracefully to her feet. Hong Fei glanced at Yun Ge, immediately released Liang Shujun, and with a burst of speed, followed closely behind Yun Ge. After they left the building, Yun Ge pondered and said, "Bring him along." "But this man..." Hong Fei seemed to disagree with Yun Ge’s decision, but Yun Ge said, "I have to be extra cautious. His appearance was too timely. If he really was sent by that person from the palace, it’s safer to keep him under our watchful eyes." Hong Fei thought about it and agreed, "Fine, I’ll keep an eye on him!" Yun Ge hummed in agreement, and the matter was decided. That very night, Hong Fei placed Liang Shujun in a carriage. Shujun’s brows were tightly furrowed, his face pale as iron. What in the world was this place, and what was going on with these people? The unknown was the most terrifying thing! Being unable to see compounded his gloominess. Meanwhile, He Su sat despondently in another carriage. As the carriage passed through a town, a man dressed as a beggar was crouched in a corner. He caught a glance of Aunt Zhao driving the carriage, his eyes flickered, and then he nudged his companion... "Quick, go inform the Big Boss!" In the inn, Su Lang looked at the Brass Mirror with a stern expression. His naturally handsome face tried to adopt a prematurely aged look. Grinding his teeth, he glowered at his reflection in the mirror, clearly displeased, and that displeasure was directed at himself. In the past, the Master had tasked him with finding a woman. He cast a wide net and put a lot of people to work, expending significant effort. In the end, they found her, but it wasn’t due to his efforts; it was the Master who stumbled upon her by chance. Later, the Master had him search for a man. This time he laid an extensive trap but still saw no trace of the target. How could he be so useless and incompetent, such a waste? He felt unworthy of the trust the Master placed in him and of the task he had been given! "Eldest Brother, Eldest Brother! Just now, a message came from outside. Someone saw a carriage at the city gate..." The messenger quickly reported, and Su Lang’s eyes instantly brightened, "Really!?" His normally sullen face suddenly seemed bathed in sunshine, blooming like spring flowers, and he even managed to show a hint of a smile.