Chapter 311: The Daoist and the Monk
"We need to get outside the city, hurry up," Song Xingwei called to the coachman waiting at the gate as she stepped out of the building, then darted into the carriage.
The coachman gave a word of acknowledgment, cracked the whip, and immediately drove the carriage forward at speed. Before long they had turned onto a wide and bustling main street.
But just at that moment, a sudden gust of wind swept through.
Song Xingwei, sitting inside the carriage, immediately shifted her gaze, and found that across from her, sitting in the carriage at some unknown point, was a large, broad-built middle-aged man.
"Pavilion Master Zhu, I thought you said once you had seen the sea all other waters were pale, and you were not going outside the city?"
"Changed your mind?"
Song Xingwei furrowed her elegant brows, looking at the suddenly-arrived Zhu Wuming with a puzzled expression.
Zhu Wuming's expression went through several shifts, but he naturally could not bring himself to admit he had knelt before a clump of cat fur.
If that ever got out, how would a Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion Master of his standing ever look anyone in the face again? How could he hold his head up in front of his subordinates?