Taizhou Prefecture, Black Cloud Inn.
Inside the inn, in a detached little building near the corner.
Wei He, Jiang Su, Wei Ying, and Zhang Qi sat around a newly purchased, crude map.
After hearing of Wei He's experiences at the Wushi Sect, all three fell silent.
"We traveled so far, and Linlin even died along the way... and this was the result?" Wei Ying asked sorrowfully in a low voice.
At first, they had all hurried onward with hopes for the Wushi Sect in their hearts.
Who could have expected it?
"The Wushi Sect is large and powerful. They only care about geniuses, only about those with true value. It is perfectly normal for them not to care about people like us, who came from some small border city," Jiang Su said calmly.
After so many trials and hardships, although her expression was still as cold as it had been back at Huishan Fist Academy.
Within, she had become far tougher than before. She was no longer that little girl who would become lost and helpless at the slightest setback.
She raised her head to look at Wei He.
"Wei He, what are you planning to do?" She knew that Wei He had always been a man of few words, but he had strong convictions. He must already have a plan in mind.
"I..." Wei He drew a breath and lightly pressed his hand against the map before him.
"Taizhou Prefecture, rather than being called a Prefectural City, is actually a vast region. This is territory formed by the convergence of many earthen forts, small cities, counties, and towns.
With the main city, the Prefectural City, at its center, it has numerous satellite cities around it, as well as a great many counties and towns. Its territory is enormous, far