The caravan traveled smoothly for a few days without encountering any trouble along the way. It would take another seven or eight days to reach the capital.
The sky was gloomy at this moment, and it looked like it was going to rain. The convoy hurried and finally entered a county town called Shangnan County before it rained.
There were so many people in the convoy that they deliberately found the largest inn in the county to stay.
Shangnan County is a small county town. The largest inn in the city is only slightly better than ordinary inns, and cannot compare with the various inns in Yulin Prefecture.
It was almost evening when they entered the inn, and it was dinner time. Yan Cheng first asked the inn's waiter to prepare meals for the people in the caravan before going to the room to rest for a while.
It was windy today, and he was riding his horse during the day, so he was a little bit blown and felt a little uncomfortable.
The small county town doesn't have a lot of people, so there aren't many people in the inn. Yan Cheng booked a room upstairs, and he also wanted to book a room upstairs for Leng Yan, but Leng Yan refused.
When it was time to rest, Yan Cheng felt that it was a good idea for Leng Yan to refuse.
He wasn't really used to his bed, he just lacked a sense of security. With Leng Yan by his side in a strange place, he could at least fall asleep.
After looking at Leng Yan's beautiful back for a while, thinking about what it would look like if this person had a pair of snow-white wings behind him, Yan Cheng gradually felt sleepy and fell asleep while hugging the quilt.
The breathing sounds behind him were not so regular at first. Leng Yan felt the quiet gaze, but he did not feel particularly comfortable.
For some reason, the little guy always liked to look at him with strange eyes from behind, as if there was something fascinating growing on his back.
He once asked his dear master why he looked at his back like that, but he got a look that said you don't understand.
He really didn't understand. He always felt that their ideas were not on the same page and he could not keep up with the other person's train of thought at all.
Fine, just watch it, he won’t lose anything anyway.
Over time, he gradually got used to this deep gaze.
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“Not very tasty.”
After waking up, Yan Cheng was not fully recovered, but he was mostly recovered. His head didn't hurt as much anymore and he felt better.
The next step is of course to eat.
However, he was disappointed with the food in the inn. They were all stews and tasted very bland, as if the chef was stingy with the seasoning. He wanted to eat something salty, spicy and sour.
Seeing Leng Yan eat all the dishes that were not even salty without changing his expression, Yan Cheng, who had put down his chopsticks early and was chewing on dried meat, was full of admiration.
Leng Yan is also a fan of heavy flavors. Although he has never said it, Yan Cheng has eaten so many meals with him that he can still remember his taste.
When conditions allow, Yan Cheng will never compromise himself, just like now when he doesn't like the food in the inn, he will eat the dried meat carefully prepared by the cook.
In a sense, he is an extremely picky person.
Leng Yan is different. He often restrains his preferences. Reason and patience seem to be engraved in his bones.
When he's eating, if some dishes are edible but not tasty, he would at most frown and then continue eating without changing his expression, as if he is very easy to feed and will eat anything.
If Yan Cheng had not been careful and observed him carefully for a long time, he would not have been able to discover his preferred taste.
The rain outside the window was falling lightly. Leng Yan slowly and methodically finished the dishes on the table. When the waiter came up to clear the table, he saw Yan Cheng still chewing on a bag of dried meat.
He suggested, "Why not let the cook borrow the kitchen in the inn?"
Yan Cheng refused: "Forget it, there's no need to bother, everyone is very tired."
If they are exhausted, who will satisfy his appetite?
It was completely dark, but Yan Cheng was not sleepy yet because he had a good sleep right after arriving. He thought about it and pulled Leng Yan aside to discuss martial arts.
Yan Cheng has three golden fingers, one of which is a martial arts secret book called [Dead Tree Comes to Life]. This martial arts secret book seems to be tailor-made for him, and it is not difficult for him to practice it.
However, learning martial arts on your own is not as fast as learning with a teacher.
After Leng Yan, who had not lost his martial arts skills even after losing his memory, appeared, with his guidance, Yan Cheng's progress was much faster than in the first few years.
Although Leng Yan had lost his memory, his body instincts were still there. Perhaps he had received systematic training in the past, so he could remember things related to martial arts with just a little thought.
The questions Yan Cheng asked were not difficult for him. The two of them were harmoniously discussing the essence of martial arts in the same room. At one moment, Yan Cheng, who was speaking, suddenly stopped.
The sound outside sounds so familiar, Yan Cheng thought.
Leng Yan's expression didn't seem to change, but people who knew him, such as Yan Cheng, could tell that he was unhappy just by observing him carefully.
The noise outside the house was getting louder. After Yan Cheng got up and walked towards the door, Leng Yan became even more unhappy, and the environment around him seemed to be a little colder.
The noise of teenagers and grown men arguing with each other was impossible to ignore, as they seemed to be fighting for ownership of the next room.
If it were just that, Yan Cheng wouldn't be so interested as to walk to the door in the blink of an eye. The main reason was that the young man's voice sounded too familiar.
It seems to be... him?
But how could he run from Yulin Prefecture to Luyang, thousands of miles away?
I seem to have heard before that his father is a super child-obsessed person. He must see his son at a fixed time every day, otherwise he will mobilize all his strength to find his son.
Because of this, he rarely travels far because his father doesn't allow him to.
This shows that his father has a strong desire for control.
So is that him outside?
With strong curiosity and desire for gossip, Yan Cheng opened the door and looked to the left. There, two men, tall and short, were fighting fiercely, and the shorter one was facing him.
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