Bing Qiao looked at Ning Ye, not quite understanding why the Young Master, without a moment's hesitation, was so certain in saying they would not come.
Ning Ye smiled, "Ten years ago, I already started scheming for the Grain Transport Service of Jiangnan and Yangguan City. As for Liangzhou and Youzhou, although not included in the sphere, the Hidden Guards I've buried have penetrated deep within the Wen Family's inner house. Therefore, even if Wen Xingzhi is more capable than his father Wen Qiliang, it won't lead to my blindsided ignorance, unable to detect movements within Youzhou City."
Bing Qiao pondered and felt puzzled, "That's indeed strange, did they grow wings and fly away?"
Ning Ye stroked his chin in thought, "They likely didn't grow wings, but instead took a route that no one could have imagined."
Bing Qiao asked curiously, "Young Master, what route are you speaking of?"
"Snow mountains."
Bing Qiao's eyes widened in shock, "That... can't be possible, right?"
