Just as Xie Tian arrived at the foot of Po Shan Peak, Boss Jia in faraway Tiancheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"The lad is back." Boss Jia rubbed his tightly furrowed brow, laughing bitterly with lingering fear, "One wishes the experience of this past month was just a dream..."
Zhen Xiao'er and Brother Pony nodded earnestly upon hearing this, a look of lingering fear on their faces.
Knowing that Xie Tian and Shen Feng were at odds was one thing, but standing tall in front of the Dynasty's Crown Prince and challenging him was another.
However, after a brief moment of ease, Brother Pony's expression turned cold: "Truly ungrateful, Xie Tian bowed to him in the Imperial Garden, giving him such prestige, yet he repaid kindness with enmity, does he really think Xie Tian dares not deal with him?"
"You can't say that."
