Outside the Qin family's residence, a carriage was parked there, accompanied by a group of more than ten people, all of whom appeared to be highly skilled.
Yue Ning strode forward with large steps, like an arrow leaving the bowstring, swiftly rushing over.
The guards remained motionless, each with a cold expression, as if they hadn't seen Yue Ning, allowing him to approach.
"Yixuan!"
Yue Ning climbed onto the carriage and lifted the curtain with one hand.
Inside the carriage, a man dressed in emerald clothing, gentle and warm, stood tall and slender, with a face like white jade, displaying an elegant, light smile, embodying the demeanor of a gentleman.
Yixuan looked at Yue Ning with a smile, and seeing his Fifth Brother's anxious expression, he couldn't help but chuckle.
"You've worked hard, leave the rest to me."
He exited the carriage, patting his Fifth Brother's shoulder, as if in a handover.
Then.
