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The exit of Xinghua Lane is Phoenix Avenue, and on the other side of the avenue stands the majestic Baosheng Building.
Baosheng Building has triple eaves, about ten zhang high, with wine flags hanging higher than the tavern, fluttering in the wind.
On the third floor of Baosheng Building, three women are gathered at the window, overlooking the situation in Xinghua Lane.
"Someone is indeed tracking us!" Wen Qianqian's pretty round face is full of wonder: "Senior Sister, is there really someone daring to harm the Princely Heir?"
Xu Mengyu lightly furrows her dark eyebrows, her expression heavy: "Such audacity, there aren't many who dare to do this, is it one of the Great Evil Sects?"
"Senior Sister Xu, which Evil Sect?" Wen Qianqian says: "Quickly tell me which Evil Sect is so bold?"
