"Whoosh."
Lu Sheng's dagger vanished back into his sleeve.
He dropped his arm and looked toward the servant closest to him.
"Bring White Wind over."
"Yes, Young Master." A servant hurried to grab his personal horse from the stables.
As he surveyed the dark sky, Lu Sheng jumped onto his horse.
"Young Master, are you going to Treasure Hotel? I've just told the Li Family… hey, Young Master, wait for me!" The servant who was about to get on his horse didn't even finish his sentence before Lu Sheng gripped the reins and raced off into the night.
The servants shouted and chased after him, but it was to no avail.
Lu Sheng's gaze was calm as he focused on the road before him. Galloping through the night market, his white horse didn't run into any people or stalls under his guidance.