Liu Xiaolou worked day and night, laboring over array disks for a month, while Fang Buai devoted himself wholeheartedly to watching Lu's Elixir House from the teahouse for that same month. He was single-minded in everything he did, and he truly managed to uncover something useful.
"On the seventh day after we sold the elixir ingredients, the shop suddenly added more clerks. A new face also appeared in the store, always scrutinizing every customer who entered. I think he's an expert, at least at the tenth level or Qi Refining Perfection."
"So they're suspicious?"
"Possibly. After all, we sold eighteen Spiritual Materials at once, and every one was something they needed. If they communicated with Tianmu Mountain, this side should have been told to be doubly vigilant."
"You weren't exposed, were you?"
"No. I've been drinking tea here the whole time, and I changed locations too. Besides, we both wore bamboo hats when we went in that day."
"Have they transferred anyone over from Tianmu Mountain?"
"I couldn't tell."
"Then we haven't startled the grass enough to alarm the snake? We haven't scared them badly enough?"
"Yes."
"We need to think of something. We can't let Tianmu Mountain live too comfortably. They need to know that it isn't just in western Hunan—wherever under heaven they have set foot, that is where we appear. We need to keep them moving, give them headaches, and run them ragged!"
"Then... shall we rob Lu's?"
"Nonsense. We definitely can't make a move here. This is Chicheng Mountain. Are you tired of living? Have you found any clue about when they transport Spiritual Materials?"
"No..."
This could not be blamed on Fang Buai for doing a poor job. Transporting Spiritual Materials was inherently difficult to detect. A single person only needed to carry one storage