With a melancholic heart, Cheng Ziang and Feng finally arrived at their residence in the afternoon. It was perhaps a coincidence that just as they stepped down from the carriage, they were greeted by the Mayor and a group of his subordinates coming face to face.
"Greetings to the Manor Lord," the Mayor cupped his hands in salute, still showing a humble attitude in front of Cheng Ziang.
"Were you all waiting especially for us?" Cheng Ziang asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Yes, upon hearing that the Manor Lord entered the Wuyun Sect, I have been worried and thus waited here for the news of the Manor Lord's safe return," said the Mayor with his head lowered.
"You actually care so much about our safety?" Cheng Ziang said with a tone of sarcasm.
"What do you mean by that, Manor Lord?" The Mayor lifted his head, putting on a deliberately confused expression.
