There was no telling whose identity Gu Yun was currently using for himself; Chang Geng suspected that the genuine fragrant master was already kidnapped by the Black Eagle soldiers while on his way. His expression did not change. He only put his hands together and said, "My apologies, the eyes and ears of our master are inconvenient."

The middle-aged man was stunned; Gu Yun reached out and patted Chang Geng's arm, then extended his hand for the boy to lead him.

Chang Geng quickly caught his hand, at the same time he was puzzled: Even if it was only pretending, his eyes are still blindfolded. How come his movements do not have any hint of inconvenience?

He did not even feel around first before reaching for Chang Geng, as if he was long used to not being able to see.

However, this doubt only flashed by for a moment. When Gu Yun stepped out of the carriage, he had to bend down slightly and almost fell into Chang Geng's arms. As he had suddenly removed all his armor, his figure seemed a bit slim; Chang Geng had an illusion that just by reaching out, he could gather the man into his arms.

This made his mouth and throat quickly become dry, his sharp wits when questioning Liao Ran before were gone without a trace, and he was only able to maintain his calmness on the surface. With the thoughts in his head running astray, unable to stop and in a daze at the same time, he led Gu Yun in front of the middle-aged man.

The man's expression quickly flashed with suspicion and caution, he said, "My apologies for not knowing you are a 'fragrant master'. We are just a small business, selling scented balms worth a few coins a can, how could we ever invite someone such as yourself..."

His words were not finished, but several men dressed in boatmen clothing had turned around, each of their eyes shone brightly, their temples slightly bulging*. One could tell by just a glance that there was no way these men were just boatmen.

*bulging temples are a sign that they are well-trained martial artists.

Chang Geng bowed his head slightly, stepped forward, subtly hid Gu Yun's hand behind him, and then wrote in Gu Yun's palm: "Master, they asked of our origin."

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Gu Yun's face remained unchanged; he calmly brought out an envelope and handed it to Chang Geng.

There was no content inside the envelope. Its surface let out a sharp and chilled scent, seemingly a mixture of agarwood and something else.