But the problem was, there was no one else in all of Great Qi. Aside from this place, which looked somewhat decent, everywhere else was so hungry people were gnawing on grass.
If nowhere else was suspicious, then even the slightest possibility could become reality. It could only have been them.
Though the sky had not changed in the slightest, in Li Huowang's heart, the Double Hour was still passing bit by bit.
Just after the fourth Double Hour had passed, footsteps sounded outside the granary. It was Chan Du, and both his hands were empty.
The composed Chan Du respectfully performed a Buddhist salute toward Li Huowang, who sat atop the grain. "Benefactor Li, the Qian Family has acted. They have calculated where your sword is!"
"Please, Benefactor Li, come with us. As for the previous assassination attempt, you may see with your own eyes that it truly was not our doing."
Li Huowang jumped down from the grain. "Abbot, monks do not speak falsehoods. I hope you are not leading me into a trap."
Chan Du frowned but said nothing, merely leading Li Huowang outside.
"The Qian Family found it earlier? Then why didn't you tell me?"
Chan Du still did not speak and continued leading Li Huowang onward.
When Li Huowang followed Chan Du outside the city, members of the Military School, the Mo Family, Minglun Hall, even one from the Luo Sect and two from the Ao Jing Sect, all surrounded him with various weapons in hand.
"What are you trying to do?" Li Huowang's body began to reignite.
"Immortal, naturally we are helping you recover your weapon."
Only then did Li Huowang realize that the worst possibility had not come to pass.
"Move. Where are they?" Li Huowang took the lead. Never mind what was