"Who?" Wang Hong wondered silently, startled.
Qin Feiyang mentally conveyed, "Lin Yiyi. She's currently in Alchemy Room Number One in the Inner Temple. I'll have to trouble you to look after her for me in the future."
"Understood," Wang Hong acknowledged.
"Thank you," he conveyed, his gratitude deeply felt.
"Between us, there's no need for thanks. I'm off now. Take care."
Qin Feiyang replied with a smile, then led Fatty and Rogue Wolf away, turning to chase after Lu Xingchen and the others.
Watching their receding figures, the old man sighed, "Finally, someone from our Spirit State is going to the Imperial Capital. It hasn't been easy!"
"Indeed!" Wang Hong nodded, then smiled. "I believe this will be a good start."
"Absolutely. In the future, our Spirit State will surely produce a great many talents."
"By the way," the old man asked, "you and that young rascal Qin Feiyang were exchanging glances and whispering just now. What were you secretly discussing?"
