Zheng Nianru’s puzzled gaze shifted, and under Qi Jin’s lead, the n had already reached the Inner Hall.
The man at the forefront was gaunt, exceptionally so, his face bony and fleshless, but he still managed to look not too unattractive by sheer force of his features. The man was no longer young, over forty, with pale skin and thick eyelashes.
"Master—" the man knelt down, his tone certain, but his expression remained unchanged, distant and unfamiliar, as if stating a fact.
Zheng Congyuan clearly sensed that Zheng Nianru did not recognize them and instinctively hid behind him. If these people had not indeed rescued him just now, Zheng Congyuan would certainly believe that they had arrived with a purpose.
Moreover, when these people saw him just now, they did not kneel, looking proud and even more distant, but now they knelt down properly in front of Zheng Nianru.
Although this did not explain everything, it at least suggested that so of what these people said might be true.
Therefore, Zheng Congyuan’s guess was about the identity of these people, a mysterious existence that even Zheng Nianru did not know, and they were not weak. No, to be precise, they were very strong.
So, where do these people co from? In fact, up to now, Zheng Congyuan had a few speculations in his mind. After repeatedly sifting through them, only two remained.
"Who are you?" Zheng Nianru had already asked, indeed, hearing the answer from their own mouths was the fastest way.
But Zheng Nianru already knew who they were. Back then, these people were brought to her by Prince Duan, personally entrusted with a token, and from then on, they had always followed her, saving her life from assassination attempts several tis. Thus, how could she forget them?
Especially the kneeling Yuan Geng, who eventually beca her most trusted aide.
"Master, we are Prince Duan’s old subordinates, it was you who employed us, so we have appeared here," the man spoke.
Zheng Congyuan looked on without much surprise; he had heard his father ntion this secret force of Prince Duan. When these people showed up, Zheng Congyuan’s first guess was also this possibility.
Only, their strength had far exceeded his expectations.
"You?" Hearing this, Zheng Nianru sat up straighter and looked curiously at the group on the floor, but Zheng Congyuan did not recognize these people, and their appearance was so sudden.
"Nian Ru, it was they who appeared in ti to rescue us and also cure my illness," Zheng Congyuan spoke up, since Zheng Nianru had not had ti to learn about the situation since waking up.
Zheng Nianru imdiately looked at Zheng Congyuan, but was not surprised, she had long known these people were strong, so so words of little consequence in her previous life now seed to be oversights.
When Ju Nanyi destroyed Qiandao Temple, these people were by Ju Nanyi’s side.
The middle-aged man seed sowhat displeased by Zheng Congyuan interrupting their conversation with the master, but ultimately he restrained himself, because Zheng Nianru had already turned to look at him.
"Stand up and speak." Zheng Nianru said, her gaze landing on the man. Yuan Geng, at this mont, did not look much different from when she first t him. Zheng Nianru had initially held so contempt for him, but later, even when he put on a little weight, it didn’t really matter.
Yuan Geng stood up, his peripheral vision catching a glimpse of his master’s shadow, his mind still filled with the shock and amazent of seeing his master for the first ti.
He had not expected his master to be so young.
"How did you find ?" Zheng Nianru asked. Yuan Geng recognized the two people standing behind him—Gong Lin and Hui Shan—who had also spent a fair amount of ti under her supervision, only now they appeared far more restrained.
Yuan Geng lifted his head slightly but quickly realized his gesture was overstepping and imdiately lowered it again.
"Master, once you took down the object, you already sent out the signal, and our people found the source of the signal after a month, naturally finding you, Master," Yuan Geng spoke, his gaze falling upon the token that hung alongside the Fragrance Pouch Zheng Nianru wore.
Zheng Nianru paused for a mont. Was it that simple?
So, she didn’t need to go through great pains to find so thod of initiation or so code phrase. She had thought that since Prince Duan could no longer rember things, if there was a code phrase, he wouldn’t rember it either. What would happen if the others didn’t recognize them and even killed them?
"Is it this?" Zheng Nianru picked up the wooden token from Prince Duan’s Mansion’s lantern which she had attached to her dress. Since it was the size of a palm and the carving was fine, Zheng Nianru simply hung it on her hem, wearing it around seven or eight days out of ten. In her previous life, Prince Duan had once instructed her to keep the token close to her.
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