บท 742: Chapter 323 Who is the Net?

Dusk had fallen, and Pei Ye, along with the crowd, was returning from the Sword Field.

With leisure in his step, he stretched out his body, his right hand idly twirling Mountain Feather, turning the sword into a blossoming cyan flower.

Spotting Fuyun waiting with a chariot at the street corner, he waved him off, allowing him to follow behind.

"Mr. Cheng said he wanted to see me at the Government Office to prepare for tomorrow's appointment ceremony," Pei Ye told Qu Xin beside him, "I'll go take a look first and return to the medical building later."

"Hmm."

"Thanks for taking such good care of me these past few days. It's a shame I don't have much to offer in return, but if you're interested in learning swordsmanship, I could teach you a few moves," Pei Ye said earnestly as he slowed his pace, "Don't be polite. No matter what the Government Office has already given as compensation, I will remember this kindness myself."