On the platform, the competition among the disciples of Haoran Academy continued.
Atop the high stage, Yang Yizhi's face was stern as he fixed his gaze intently on Su Mo.
After a long while, he silently took the document and held it before his eyes. The very moment his gaze fell on the document, his pupils suddenly contracted.
He abruptly looked up at Su Mo: "Are you saying that this escort task was taken on at the Five Directions Gathering?"
"Exactly."
Su Mo nodded his head.
"Do you know where the person who handed this escort item to you is now?"
Yang Yizhi suddenly asked a question that seemed completely irrelevant.
How many escort masters would bother to concern themselves with where the person who entrusted the escort task was now?
Su Mo glanced at Yang Yizhi and shook his head gently: "I don't know."
Yang Yizhi quietly looked at Su Mo for a moment before speaking:
"Follow me."
