A man with an azure bird tattooed beside his ear stood on a rooftop near Zhang Chen's trading spot in the marketplace, carefully observing Zhang Chen's movements. At the same time, a disciple in white leaped onto the rooftop where the man stood and dropped to one knee.
"Have you found any information on that white-haired young man?" the man with the azure bird tattoo asked.
"No. There is no record of him in the Congress. Cross-checking the records of the other two Congresses will take considerable time, so we cannot get an answer yet. Should we act now? If he is someone above the fifth level of Tongue Swallower, I'm afraid we won't be able to stop him."
As Zhang Chen's group secretly watched and exchanged information, the details of Zhang Chen's appearance were directly compared against the archives of the Hundred Scholars Organization in the metropolis. They discovered that he did not belong to the Flesh Congress.
"Fifth-level Tongue Swallower... There are certainly fewer than a hundred people at that level across the three nations, and most experts of that caliber are known throughout the world. He definitely isn't some white-haired young man whose information cannot even be found. By the way, there should be no records of the woman beside him either, right?"
"No."
"Just as I thought. There is something familiar about that woman's figure, movements, and mannerisms. Is she little sister Yue Xi? I was the one who spotted her talent and brought her into the organization back then. I never expected her luck to be so poor that she stumbled upon a secret of this collapsing world that could not be revealed. She should have been penniless when she escaped. Who knew she would have money to hire a disguise master?"
"Deputy Supervisor, perhaps