"I need to go to Holy Light Path," Lu Hong said as he returned to his residence deep in the night and saw Xie'an still burning the midnight oil in the study. Therefore, he pushed the door open and entered.
"Oh," Xie'an first responded casually, then realized what was said, "What? Where did you say you wanted to go?"
"I said I need to go to Holy Light Path."
"Why would you go there? Are you trying to make a name for yourself? I can tell you very responsibly that you are already famous enough; you don't need to establish your reputation through the Holy Light Path," Xie'an advised, "The Holy Light Path is a den of mixed fish and dragons. The Empire has very little influence there, and many fugitives hide within. As an imperial baron, if your identity is exposed, you'll definitely be hunted down and killed by a mob."
"Hold on." Lu Hong pushed Xie'an back, "You need to understand, I just saw you hadn't rested yet, so I came to inform you, not to seek your opinion."
