Alleys, alleys, nothing but alleys.
The veins on Duan Sanfu's forehead throbbed wildly. Only after he saw Luo Chen enter a three-courtyard quadrangle did he finally let out a breath.
"No wonder the brothers in the gang searched for so long and still couldn't find him."
"So he'd moved into the Inner City long ago, and even picked such a remote place."
The lackey beside him was itching to make a move.
"Brother Duan, what do we do now? Charge in and tie that brat up, then bring him before Second Brother Gao?"
He slapped the lackey across the head. Facing the man's aggrieved look,
Duan Sanfu said with exasperated disappointment, "Where do you think this is? The Inner City! Jade Cauldron Sword Sect's territory, with Golden Core Immortals keeping watch. Are you planning to kidnap someone right under a Golden Core Immortal's nose?"
The lackey said pitifully, "He's only a Qi Refining Third Layer trash. If you and I make a move, we can knock him out and take him away without anyone noticing. At worst, when we leave the city, we pour some wine down his throat and say he got drunk."
"Are you blind?" Duan Sanfu roared. Then, seeming to realize something, he glanced around and lowered his voice. "That brat is already at the Qi Refining Fourth Layer. Can't you see it?"
The lackey was stunned.
Wasn't he at the Qi Refining Third Layer?
How had he reached the Qi Refining Fourth Layer after just one or two months apart?
Don't underestimate that single layer of difference. There really was a gap between the Qi Refining Third and Fourth Layers.
A Qi Refining Third Layer cultivator could barely cast two spells, handled Magic Tools clumsily, and if he did not even know a few mundane martial