It had not even taken three days. The afternoon after Claire spoke with the other party, a flying shuttle stopped at the entrance to the estate.
Duan Bowen was the only one aboard the flying shuttle, and he had slightly altered his appearance.
Upon seeing Qu Jianlei, Duan Bowen wore a wry smile. His first words were, "Ridge Lord Qu, you kept me in the dark far too well!"
"Hm?" Qu Jianlei raised a brow. "What do you mean by that, Fellow Daoist?"
"I heard that over two months ago, Fellow Daoist appeared frequently at Red Leaf Ridge," Duan Bowen answered frankly. "Central Province pays close attention to Dongsheng."
There was nothing he could not say. Cultivators in Central Province would notice sooner or later; if he said nothing, it would only make him seem poorly informed.
Qu Jianlei did not care about the leaked information either. As long as the other party could accept it, he had no objections.
So he nodded. "Oh, who doesn't have a few trump cards?"
"Red Leaf Ridge has rather too many trump cards," Duan Bowen said, unable to stop himself from rolling his eyes.
He had heard that it was not just Qu Jianlei. Even Jing Yuexin had been appearing in Dongsheng with great frequency.
Messages between Dongsheng and Central Province usually came with a two-month delay, which was why he had only realized it now.
Fortunately, the entire Central Province should currently have only the Duan Family capable of confirming that the masters of this place came from Dongsheng's Red Leaf Ridge.
So he asked without much restraint, "May I ask what method your side uses to travel between Dongsheng and Central Province?"
"That's going too far," Qu Jianlei said with a dry cough. "I wanted to ask Fellow Daoist Bowen whether