He escaped using a train ticket?
Wu Heng and Granda both frowned.
They had just been discussing whether to get involved at this time when they received news that the Second Prince had fled on the Ghost Train.
Was he really that decisive?
No wonder he had been so hard to catch.
Granda asked, "The army is gathering over there. Why did he still run?"
Along the way, cavalry and infantry had been gathering there in formation.
He should not have fled outright, right?
Beni said, "Those assassins had a clear target. They must have had some kind of tracking item or Specialized Profession ability. They had already broken into the building. Maybe he felt they could not stop them, so the Second Prince took a few old men aboard the train and fled."
That made sense.
The army and the Second Prince were two separate matters.
Staying at the scene would only increase the danger. Leaving immediately had been the right choice.
Wu Heng asked, "How many people boarded?"
Beni recalled it for a moment and said, "Four. None of them were high-level, and they did not seem to have combat-oriented professions."
Wu Heng nodded. "Call Xiaoxiao. We're leaving the city."
Beni swooped into the sky and called back Xiaoxiao, who had been watching the surroundings.
Wu Heng turned and left. Xiaoxiao floated beside him and asked, "Uncle, aren't we going to watch the excitement? They're fighting so hard over there that smoke's rising."
"The Second Prince fled on the train. We'll catch him first. The others don't matter," Wu Heng said as he walked.
"Oh, he ran away. How embarrassing," Xiaoxiao muttered beside him.
As they spoke, a patrol squad passed by and glanced into the alley.
"You, stand right there!"
Wu Heng stopped and looked over. Xiaoxiao's