He has to go to Yanzhou now, and no one can stop him.

"Your Highness?"

The attendant wanted to say something more, but was glared at fiercely by Gu Zhixing.

Gu Zhixing's eyes were as cold as frost, as if they could freeze a person.

He said coldly, "If you utter another word, I, the young master, will not let you off easily!"

The attendant was frightened by that look and dared not say another word, so he could only retreat to the side in a huff.

"master!"

Gu Zhixing was about to turn and leave when he heard Chongyang's voice.

He frowned, noticing that Chongyang had returned so quickly without preparing horses. Just as he was about to question him, he saw Chongyang hand him a letter.

"Master, please take a look at this first."

Chongyang's voice carried a hint of urgency. Gu Zhixing narrowed his eyes and took the envelope.

The handwriting above was delicate and graceful; no one knew it better than him—it was Shen Jintang's handwriting.

At this moment, he still harbored a slight doubt, wondering if his mother had forged Shen Jintang's handwriting.

But when he opened the envelope and saw the symbols inside, all his doubts vanished instantly.

Those symbols were a secret code unique to him and Shen Jintang; this letter must have been written to him by Shen Jintang.

"Master, this was delivered by our secret agent in Yanzhou at breakneck speed. He said someone arrived at the contact point, gave the coded message, and instructed us to deliver this letter to you. You will understand once you see it."

Chongyang explained, his tone tinged with nervousness.

As Gu Zhixing looked at the letter, his brows suddenly relaxed, and the corners of his mouth slowly turned up, revealing a relieved smile.

"Master, what does this letter say?" Chongyang noticed the change in Gu Zhixing's expression and couldn't help but ask.

He raised his head and looked at Chongyang, his tone carrying a hint of reprimand: "Your undercover training is inadequate, and you were discovered so easily. If there is a next time, you will all be sent back to the Dark Guard Camp for retraining."

However, although he said that, he had a smile on his face, clearly not angry, and there was even a hint of pride in it.

After Gu Zhixing finished speaking, he took the letter and turned to leave, leaving Chongyang completely bewildered.

Chongyang stared blankly at Gu Zhixing's retreating figure, his heart filled with doubt.

Are we still preparing horses and going to Yanzhou?