Chapter 272: Marking the Boat to Retrieve the Sword

"Sigh..."

Yang Ge reined in his horse and stared fixedly toward Lu Ting at the horizon's end.

"Sigh."

Fang Ke raised his hand, signaling the hundred or so riders behind him to also halt.

He looked toward Lu Ting at the end of his sight, then turned his head perplexedly to glance at Yang Ge.

Even though Yang Ge's face showed no expression, Fang Ke felt an inexplicable heaviness in his heart, a sense of panic as if he were about to lose something

"My lord, what's wrong?"

He forced a smile, trying to divert his master from whatever was preoccupying him, "Do we need to change clothes and enter the city in batches?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Ge instinctively looked at himself. The purplish-red silk brocade robe reflected a gentle and brilliant light in the sunset... somewhat dazzling.

"We do need to change clothes..."

He chuckled, reached to undo the clasps at his collar, and slowly took off the brocade robe.