Wu Heng stood at the back of the crowd.
Xiaoxiao's voice reached his ears as well. "Why doesn't anyone among the bards on Treasure Island carry a lute?"
Beni said, "Maybe it isn't popular here. Different places favor different instruments."
"Oh!" Xiaoxiao nodded, then said to Wu Heng, "Uncle, he said bad things about Aunt Wen Mansha. Should we beat him up?"
"No need. It's just standardized terminology. When we get back, we can say the same about him in our territory."
"Okay."
After watching for a while, they made their way past the crowd.
They found a dim corner, had the wraiths confirm a location outside the city, and used a Teleportation Spell to leave the city directly.
Then, in an empty place, they boarded the Ghost Train and returned to Serted Fortress.
When the Ghost Train reappeared, they had already arrived in the woods outside Serted Fortress.
Wu Heng checked the time. It was already 4:40 in the afternoon.
He released the wraiths and, after confirming the direction of the fortress, headed forward.
The outline of the fortress gradually appeared in his field of vision.
"Wu Heng, there were a few scouts over there. I killed them directly," Beni said as she flew back.
"They just keep sending scouts over. They really aren't afraid of dying." Wu Heng changed direction and headed toward the place Beni had mentioned.
Two corpses lay on the ground. He also found a map on them recording the checkpoints around the fortress.
"There are far fewer people stationed here than at the beginning. It's still had some effect," Beni said from the side.
Wu Heng nodded and put the corpses back into his Spatial Ring.
Then he continued toward the fortress.
The guarding skeletons did not stop him. Residents walked along the