After Chu Minghui left, the tavern was abuzz with discussion.
Ye Qingchen, however, didn't care at all and continued eating and drinking with Ye Qing.
"It's him!"
Inside the tavern, a scar-faced man stared intently at Ye Qingchen, suddenly thought of something, and quickly took out a portrait from his chest.
In the portrait, there was a young man with a delicate face.
It was indeed Ye Qingchen!
"I didn't expect this kid to actually escape to the Imperial Capital! No wonder he was able to elude our Hong Family's Heaven and Earth Net!" The scar-faced man's expression remained calm, yet his heart was in turmoil.
"The speed of his sword strike was truly unbelievable, no wonder even the Young Clan Leader is no match for him!"
"This matter must be reported to the Clan Leader immediately..."
Outside the tavern.
Chu Minghui's face was sullen and venomous.
"Young Master Chu, are we just going to leave like this?"
The sharp-nosed, monkey-like youth was quite unwilling.
Slap!
