Realizing it was unlikely to extract more information about the Sword Hut from Di Muzhi, and definitely not daring to ask him directly about Yue Hongling, Zhao Changhe found it best to cut the interaction short. He made an excuse about it getting late and needing to find lodging for the night, casually finished his meal, and took his leave.0

As the caravan slowly departed, Di Muzhi stood there, smiling warmly and respectfully bidding farewell, maintaining the appearance of utmost reverence toward the Wang Clan of Langya. Even after Zhao Changhe was out of sight, his smile remained unchanged. However, the trembling commoners nearby gave the whole scene an eerie undertone.0

Xie Ruhai, who had been standing quietly beside him the whole time, finally spoke up after the caravan was far away. In a low voice, he said to Di Muzhi, “Master, it seems that he truly has been exiled to Miaojiang, and this trip shouldn’t...0