13th Floor of the Shadow? The Arrival of an Assassin?

"Young Master Ye, it's time for us to set off!"

Mo Qingmeng took out a flute from her bosom and lightly blew on it.

A roar instantly resounded from the distant horizon. A streak of light flew over and stopped in front of the few of them.

It was Mo Qingmeng's White Dragon Carriage!

"Young Master Ye, my little daughter will have to trouble you some more."

While they were on their way, Li Changtian was still worried about Li Miaoling's safety.

This was not because he did not believe in Ye Changge's strength, but because he was worried about his daughter.

"Don't worry, head of the Li family, I'll take care of Everything!"

"Take care, father!"

After Li Miaoling finished speaking, she took the lead and entered the carriage. She was afraid that she would not be able to control her emotions.

"Take care, everyone!"

They all entered the carriage and left towards the Great Luo Heavenly Palace.