Li Yan spoke earnestly, "Rest assured, I will pay attention to the word on the street."
Gu Chenzi cupped his hands in a gesture of courtesy and turned to leave.
Perhaps it was Li Yan's behavior on several occasions that made Luo Mingzi and his fellow disciples trust him more, and some things were no longer hidden from him.
Watching the departing figure, Li Yan turned his gaze back to the Divine Tower.
Daozheng Square was adjacent to the Prince Mansion, and those who lived there were all nobles and high officials of the city. The male heads of households might have some restraint, but the women and servants of the households would not miss this opportunity.
At this moment, the area around the Divine Tower had already become densely crowded with people who were burning incense and praying, hoping for a prosperous year ahead, their incense smoke rising straight into the night sky.
