Old Chen was happy and said politely: "Is the young master leaving?"

The young man looked at another street and said, "Yes, it's time to leave."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a burst of rapid horse hooves coming from the streets. In a blink of an eye, a black carriage galloped over and suddenly stopped at the deserted corner, which immediately caused several passers-by to hurriedly avoid it.

Horses are tall horses, and carriages are also top-quality and exquisite carriages.

There were two people in the carriage, one was driving the carriageman, and the other was a middle-aged man wearing a black shirt and a gloomy appearance.

The man in black got out of the car, walked straight to the mutton soup stall, and walked to the young man.

When Old Chen saw this man's gloomy appearance, his eyes shivered, and his heart suddenly became sank.

But he saw that the young man still looked as plain as water, and he didn't seem to be surprised at all.

Then the man looked at the young master and said, "I wonder if you are Gongziyu?"

"Yes, I am Gongziyu." The young man replied calmly: "You can also call me Gongzi Yu."

"Very good." The man spoke simply and directly, and his voice seemed to be warm. "My master is invited, Mr. Yu is invited to the car."

"Then I'll be in trouble." Gongziyu smiled and stood up, walking towards the carriage.

The man followed closely behind. Seeing that Gongziyu got on the carriage, he also sat next to the coachman, waved his hand and said, "Go!"

The carriage galloped away again, really coming and going like the wind.

Old Chen was stunned for a moment, but when he came to his senses, he found that both the people and the car had left.

He was muttering strange in his heart. By chance, he found that the old man Baoqin who was not far away had disappeared.
Chapter completed!