Yang Ming and Feng Lin, who were hiding in the closet, listened to everything they said. After looking at each other, they nodded.

After the two maids had cleaned the palace, they left the palace. When the footsteps gradually faded away, Feng Lin opened the closet door and walked out first.

Then, Yang Ming calmly stood up from inside and sat in the closet, enjoying the sunshine slanting in from the outside with a comfortable expression on his face, without any intention of moving.

"Aren't we going to look for Shen Yue?" After a while, Feng Lin still couldn't stand it anymore and broke the silence in the palace. He slowly opened his eyelids and Yang Ming turned his head and glanced at Feng Lin.

But after only one glance, he turned his head back, continued to close his eyes, and spoke in a leisurely and lazy tone: "What's the rush? It's still early."

After listening to these words, Feng Lin took deep breaths in his heart countless times before calming down, and the next words were almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Then I'll go by myself, so Master can have a good rest." After saying that, Feng Lin turned around and left without mercy. It wasn't until the sound of the door closing in his ears that Yang Ming reluctantly raised his eyelids.

After a while, Yang Ming followed Feng Lin's footsteps, but Feng Lin simply treated him as a transparent person and had no intention of paying attention to him.

Knowing that he was playing too big, Yang Ming moved closer to Feng Lin, and Feng Lin further widened the distance between the two by half a minute. Under such a stalemate, the two came to the entrance of the dungeon.

Looking at the two guards in front of the door, Yang Ming's eyes were full of disdain, while Feng Lin looked at him with eyes full of helplessness. He was a master who could do anything but be unfair, but this was the only one who had been betrayed by him.

The master has practiced to the point of perfection.

Yang Ming's spells had long been restored, so sneaking into the dungeon was a piece of cake. However, as soon as he entered the dungeon, Yang Ming showed off to Feng Lin.

"You see, my spells are powerful. Do you want me to teach you?" Listening to the noise in his ears, Feng Lin continued to look for Shen Yue intently without changing his expression.

"Found it." As Feng Lin's voice fell, Yang Ming touched Feng Lin's back. He touched his forehead with his hand, and Yang Ming walked out from behind Feng Lin.

Looking at Shen Yue sitting in the corner of the dungeon cell, Yang Ming was stunned for a while, and then laughed wildly, making the entire dungeon look even more desolate and sad.

Hearing Yang Ming's voice, Shen Yue didn't believe his ears at first, but when Yang Ming's laughter gradually became apparent, Shen Yue confirmed that it was Yang Ming who was back.

Standing up from the corner, Shen Yue turned around and saw Yang Ming, who was smiling regardless of his image. He twitched the corner of his mouth, and Shen Yue cast his eyes on Feng Lin's face.

Pointing to his head, Feng Lin shrugged helplessly, while Shen Yue had an "I understand" expression on his face and sighed at Yang Ming. Maybe his brain was really not working well.

Yang Ming, who had a clear view of the two people's movements, stopped laughing for a moment, and his expression turned gloomy when he looked at the two people, but within a second, he spoke leisurely.

"Shenyue, I came to see you with good intentions, but you actually doubted my ability, and Feng Lin is my apprentice. How can you turn to outsiders? Where did you put your master?"
Chapter completed!