At the banquet.

Liang Song watched with a smile as the Ya Army departed.

Although he maintained a calm expression, an uneasy premonition arose in his heart.

He had specifically instructed the Ya Army to refer to him by his alias, Mei Nan, the next time they met.

Even though there are many people named Liang Song, he had just provoked the Senluo Temple and took special measures to disguise himself. Liang Song didn't want to reveal his identity carelessly.

Yet the Ya Army still directly called out his real name.

"Was it intentional?"

"Or, as always, was the Ya Army just careless, without realizing it?"

Liang Song's mind raced.

He had already come to believe a bit of what was written on the note, and he was starting to have second thoughts.

Liang Song planned to leave early when the banquet was halfway through.

After all, it's just the full moon celebration for the Ya Army's great-grandson. Even if he misunderstands the Ya Army, attending the banquet and leaving halfway wouldn't seem too impolite.

"I am He Tian, a friend of Mr. Ya. May I know your noble name?"

The man who came with the Ya Army did not leave but sat down beside Liang Song.

"I dare not claim a noble name; you can simply call me Liang Song,"

Liang Song said nonchalantly.

The ominous feeling in his heart largely came from the man before him.

Although this man seemed unfamiliar, he gave Liang Song a very uncomfortable feeling.

This unease arose without cause, from who knows where.

But Liang Song trusted his intuition.

Especially after the reminder from that mysterious strong individual, he was extremely vigilant about any unusual occurrences at the banquet.

"Mr. Liang, your skills are impressive, but you seem unfamiliar. You probably aren't from around here, right?" He Tian asked with a smile.

"Mr. He is mistaken. I, Liang, have lived for generations in the mountains outside Bafang City, making a living through hunting. It's normal that Mr. He hasn't seen me before,"

Liang Song said with a smile, showing no signs of strangeness.

The banquet was becoming more crowded.

Many attendees were influential figures from within Bafang City, and even the Ya Army couldn't possibly be acquainted with them all.

Lin Zheyu mingled among them without drawing any attention.

Except from Liang Song.

"These dishes are quite good, even better than those at Jufeng Pavilion Restaurant, and there are many made from ferocious beast meat,"

Lin Zheyu praised while tasting the dishes.

He had only come to give Liang Song a heads-up and take advantage of a meal, not interested in the so-called full moon ceremony.

While others joined in the festivities, Lin Zheyu quietly sat below, enjoying the delicious food.

...

...

In the back courtyard of the Ya Mansion.

The man known as He Tian was currently standing with the Ya Army.

The two were whispering, seeming to conspire about something.

"It seems Liang Song is on guard and plans to leave early," He Tian said blandly.

"I know."

"Don't worry. Since I agreed to your request, I will personally handle capturing him," the Ya Army said expressionlessly.

"If you're going to make a move, you can do it now."

He Tian grinned, watching Liang Song get up to leave outside.

He wiped his face, tearing off a layer of makeup, revealing his originally somewhat aged appearance.

It was the appearance of Ge Wuning.

"No rush, he won't escape."

"Let him run for a while first. We can catch up later," the Ya Army said calmly.

He couldn't make a move near his own residence.

The reputation he painstakingly built must not be ruined over this matter.

Outside.

Lin Zheyu's gaze had been fixed on Liang Song.

Seeing him rise, Lin Zheyu also immediately got up and followed him out.

Liang Song didn't personally say goodbye to the Ya Army, instead telling a nearby maid and then leaving directly.

After leaving the Ya Mansion, he glanced at Lin Zheyu out of the corner of his eye, then used the Golden Swan Skill, moving faster and faster.

Liang Song didn't know who the strong individual who warned him was; being naturally cautious, his first thought wasn't to engage.

But to leave quickly.

"Such speed!"

Seeing the other tightly following him, Liang Song's expression grew increasingly tense.

No matter how much he sped up, the other maintained a distance of ten meters, neither too far nor too close.

"Friend, won't you stop to talk?"

Lin Zheyu said calmly with a somewhat deep voice: "I mean no harm, I've come specially to help you at the behest of another."

Seeing that Liang Song had no intention of stopping, Lin Zheyu felt somewhat helpless.

The master was too cautious; even in this situation, he had no thought of stopping, instead heading where there were more people to lose Lin Zheyu.

If Lin Zheyu were serious, he could catch up with Liang Song in a flash.

But to avoid making Liang Song feel uncomfortable, he kept his distance.

"You know him too, he's called Lin Zheyu," Lin Zheyu finally said.

"Hmm?"

Upon hearing Lin Zheyu's name, Liang Song finally stopped.

"Was it Lin Zheyu who sent you?"

Liang Song finally stopped, looking at Lin Zheyu, furrowing his brow, unable to help but ask.

He had considered many possibilities earlier, not expecting this matter to involve Lin Zheyu.

As Lin Zheyu's mentor, he knew this disciple extremely well.

Although gifted and perceptive, Lin Zheyu had only been practicing martial arts for about a year, at most at the Refining the Organs level.

But the other's skill level, even for him, felt daunting.

"That's right."

"I am Ye Liangchen, from the Central Plains Region."

"By chance, I encountered Lin Zheyu, a Martial Dao prodigy, and intend to take him to the Central Plains, where his true stage lies."

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