"If there's anything unsuitable for living, and it hasn't been demolished yet, let's go over there now," Ye Feng said, waving his hand.
Having no other choice, Chen Hanguang nodded and said, "Then please ask the Prince of Nanling to disembark from this flying magical artifact and travel by carriage. Flying magical artifacts are restricted in the capital, so please do not put your subordinate in a difficult position."
Night Breeze, of course, wouldn't refuse; he wasn't the kind of person who was unreasonable.
"Let's go, let's take a horse-drawn carriage."
After saying that, Ye Feng grabbed Luo Qing's shoulder and led her down from the lightning shuttle, stepping through the void.
Just as Ye Feng and Luo Qing landed on the ground, Zi Jing appeared in front of Ye Feng with a flash of black light, accompanied by the maid Luo Xiaotong.
This scene was witnessed by countless city guards.
Including Chen Hanguang!
Chen Hanguang stared at Zijing in shock, his mouth slightly agape.
Chen Hanguang didn't take this loud and boisterous female bodyguard seriously and didn't think she was anything special.
However, Chen Hanguang was shocked to discover that he had never seen the female guard's teleportation-like skill before and could not see through her movements at all!
Who is this female guard?
Judging from the martial arts aura emanating from her, she is not very strong. So why does she have such strange movement techniques?
Chen Hanguang thought to himself, but he quickly came to terms with it.
Since that female guard was qualified to follow the Prince of Nanling, she must have extraordinary abilities, so it's not surprising that she possessed such a strange movement technique.
Unfortunately, Bauhinia cannot read minds.
If she knew what Chen Hanguang had just imagined, she would definitely be smug and her tail would be wagging in the air!
Night Breeze turned around and gently waved his hand. The Lightning Shuttle quickly shrank and turned into a stream of light, falling into Night Breeze's palm.
The once magnificent lightning shuttle has now shrunk to the size of a palm, resembling a weaving shuttle used by rural women.
Ye Feng put the lightning shuttle into his storage ring and said to Luo Qing and Zi Jing, "Get in the carriage, let's go! Let me tell you, Red Maple Pavilion is a great place, much more comfortable than the palace."
"Really?" Zijing asked incredulously.
"Of course! What's so great about the palace? It's just bigger and looks more luxurious! Compared to the palace, Red Maple Pavilion is the place to live. That's what a home should be like," Ye Feng said with a smile.
“I’m kind of looking forward to it,” Zijing said.
Once Ye Feng, Luo Qing, and Zi Jing boarded the carriage, the honor guard turned around and set off for the Red Maple Pavilion.
The leading honor guard soldiers shouted loudly, "The Prince of Nanling has arrived! Get out of the way!"
Chen Hanguang grabbed a city guard and ordered in a low voice, "Go to the Red Maple Pavilion immediately and tell the manager there that the Prince of Nanling is about to stay there. Tell him to make preparations quickly!"
"Yes, General!"
The warrior nodded emphatically, then flew towards the Red Maple Pavilion.
Chen Hanguang then summoned the captain of the honor guard and ordered, "On the way to the Red Maple Pavilion, take a serious detour and delay them for at least an hour!"
"Why is that?" the captain of the honor guard asked, completely bewildered.
"Just do as I say!" Chen Hanguang said, emphasizing his words.
"All right."
The captain of the honor guard nodded and returned to his seat.
Half an hour passed before we knew it.
The honor guard paraded through the capital, passing through streets and alleys, attracting tens of thousands of citizens to follow and watch.
Cheers and shouts rose and fell.
Night Breeze frowned and said, "This isn't the way to Red Maple Pavilion... Wait, you can get to Red Maple Pavilion by following this route, but it's a long detour."
"Take a detour? Could it be that that bastard Chen Hanguang is planning something against us?" Zijing almost jumped up, exclaiming in surprise.
Luo Qing's expression also changed.
But then she realized what was going on and burst out laughing.
“Ancestor, General Chen may have deliberately made the honor guard take a detour, but he may not have meant any harm,” Luo Qing said with a smile.
"What do you mean by that?" Night Wind asked.
Luo Qing then said, "I didn't realize it at first, but now I understand. Ancestor, when you said you were going to stay at the Red Maple Pavilion, General Chen's expression was very awkward, wasn't it?"
“That’s true,” Night Wind nodded.
"That's because the Red Maple Pavilion is indeed not suitable for living now; it has become a very famous tourist attraction," Luo Qing said with a smile.
Tourist attractions?
What the heck?
Ye Feng wanted to ask more questions, but Luo Qing had already said, "Hundreds of years ago, the Red Maple Pavilion had already become a tourist attraction. Every day, many people would buy tickets to enter the Red Maple Pavilion to visit it, because the Red Maple Pavilion is where you, Ancestor, once lived."
"And my aunt and I have also been there. We went three years ago. When we arrived, the Red Maple Pavilion was packed with people. It was full of people from the capital who came to visit, and even people from other cities who came specifically to see it."
"So although it hasn't been demolished and is still very well preserved, it's definitely not suitable for living. Since you insist on living there, General Chen will definitely have to send someone over to make preparations in advance, but even so, there won't be enough time. That's why he had the honor guards wander around the capital to delay the process."
After Luo Qing explained it this way, Ye Feng finally understood what was going on.
So it turns out the place I used to live in has become a tourist attraction!
That definitely needs to be arranged in advance, otherwise when I get there, it will be full of tourists!
"Old Deng, are you that famous?" Zijing asked.
"Nonsense, I am the first Southern Territory King from seven hundred years ago, the famous King of Nanling," Ye Feng said irritably.
Suddenly realizing what was happening, Ye Feng grabbed Zi Jing's ear and asked, "What did you just call me?"
“I’ll call you Ancestor,” Zijing said quickly, forcing a fawning smile.
"You think I didn't hear you? You little brat, you're really asking for it!" Ye Feng said.
If it weren't for the large number of people here, Ye Feng would definitely have pinned Zi Jing down on the carriage and slapped her butt hard!
Another half hour passed, and the motorcade and honor guard finally arrived at the Red Maple Pavilion.
Ye Feng led Luo Qing and the others out of the car and they saw this luxurious and imposing wooden villa.
A familiar feeling suddenly welled up in Ye Feng's heart.
Ye Feng himself had never been here before, much less lived in the Red Maple Pavilion, but Ye Feng had Luo Tong's complete memories. He had experienced everything that Luo Tong had experienced, and he could even recall Luo Tong's feelings when he lived in this villa through Luo Tong's memories.
"Where are the tourists? Where are they?"
Zijing looked around curiously.
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