The next day.
Shen Xuan and Ding Yuyao rented a carriage.
Unexpectedly, they ran into a familiar person.
It was the coachman, Old Liu, from the Cyan Dragon Bay Market all those years ago.
They hadn't seen each other for over twenty years.
Old Liu now had a head full of white hair.
"Talisman Master Shen?"
At a glance, he recognized Shen Xuan standing before him.
However, he was a bit incredulous.
After all, more than twenty years had passed.
Yet, Shen Xuan looked even younger now.
"Old Liu, still doing this job?"
"It really is Talisman Master Shen, and Madam Shen!"
Old Liu quickly bowed in salute.
"Songjiang Prefecture's Hongcheng County, do you still remember the way?"
"I remember!"
"Let's go!"
Shen Xuan helped Ding Yuyao onto the carriage.
"Drive steadily! Otherwise, I'll dock your pay!"
"Don't worry, Talisman Master Shen! Old Liu has no other skills but has been driving for fifty years, it's steady!"
Inside the carriage.
Ding Yuyao clung tightly to Shen Xuan.
