The two fell silent, no longer speaking.
Until several minutes later.
"I entrust this to you. I hope you won't disappoint His Highness's great expectations of you.
This time, to prevent you from being targeted, His Highness has paid a great deal to the Western Sect." Xiao Ling solemnly warned.
Although he doesn't really trust Cheng Hui, but... this is an order from His Highness.
"I will not fail the mission entrusted to me!" Cheng Hui earnestly cupped his fists and bowed in the direction of the Jade Tree Palace in the royal palace.
"I hope so... Well, I must take my leave now." Xiao Ling set down the iron box and gave him a deep look.
Then he opened the window, leaped out, and disappeared into the night in an instant.
Leaving Cheng Hui alone to pick up the small black iron box placed on the table.
He closed his eyes, and images of his foster mother's years of care, cultivation, and protection inadvertently flashed through his mind.
