Chapter 291: I Am Going To
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“Don’t expect me to call you Emperor.”
“That is quite alright. I am not particularly fond of the title.”
“Hmph.”
Liu Jin and Xiao Fang have moved away from the rooftops of Imperial Cloud City. The alleys that run between the city’s countless buildings are so numerous and interconnected that they form an accidental labyrinth. There is no better way to move between districts without drawing attention.
There is also no smellier way. Due to the many recent festivities, there is a pile of trash in nearly every corner, giving the narrow passages a pungent odor. Without a doubt, it is not a place fit for the Young Master of the Xiao Sect or the Emperor of the Storm Dragon Empire, not that either of them looks the part right now.
Liu Jin is dressed in plain clothes made of hemp, though it wouldn’t matter if he were wearing something more conspicuous. His mastery over Art of the Roaming Thief has grown to the point where he can walk among regular people and not be noticed, something he tested at The Three Hogs just to be certain.
As for Xiao Fang’s robes, they have so many patches sewn on them that they are more patch than robe at this point. It is completely unlike the Xiao Fang in Liu Jin’s memories. In Eastern Port City, the heir was always dressed in fine silks. Liu Jin doubts he ever wore the same outfit more than twice. Granted, most of those had been variations of the Core Disciple robes of the Xiao Sect.
The change is also reflected on Xiao Fang’s face. He is not just physically older. There is a determined tiredness in his eyes. His countless struggles have left many scars on his body. They are not immediately noticeable, but the more Liu Jin looks at him, the more he finds. On the tip of ears. On his neck. Above his eyebrows.