The three donkey carts traveled separately, but with not much distance between them. The two carts in front had already seen the commotion at the city gate.
After Lian Rong entered the city gate, the four guards who had passed through earlier immediately turned back. After seeing his hand gesture, they continued moving forward until they had fully passed through, and then stopped by the roadside to wait.
"Cheng Chili is pursuing! Hide quickly!"
Lian Rong said as he swiftly ducked into a nearby tea house.
It was already close to noon, and the tea house was crowded with people. Due to its proximity to the city gate, there were countless travelers coming and going, so when Lian Rong and his party burst in, they hardly drew any attention.
Having lived in the capital city for seven years and running errands for Xu Yin daily, Lian Rong was already well-acquainted with the city's streets and alleys.
