The wind whipped up shattered waves, and grains of sand rustled.
"Elder Mu, there's no need to see me off. This is far enough."
Wutuo smiled at the white-robed old man before him.
He and Yao Jin had known each other since childhood. Back then, they had both merely been shadows of the Divine Hall. After being chosen by the Grand Elder, they were thrown under Saint Adjudicator Mu Xin's tutelage.
Though he was called an "elder," Mu Xin actually held no real status within the Divine Hall. He had no seat among the formal ranks and could only teach young recruits in the Judicators Corps.
"Yao Jin instructed me to make sure you arrived safely at West Sea Crossing."
Mu Xin spoke gently. "Lay low in the house for the next few days. I hear Gu Nanfeng's delegation has already reached the harbor and will enter the city soon... Even if Nagano does not bring your defection from the Eastern Continent into the open, they will not swallow this loss so easily. Leaving the city last night was already extremely risky."
"If we wanted to lure out Eastern Continent assassins, how could we avoid paying a price?"
Wutuo smiled. "Leaving the city last night was worth it. The one who tried to kill me must have been caught by Yao Jin by now."
"Regardless, I'll be guarding West Sea Crossing these next few days."
Mu Xin said, "You can only restore your Divine Hall identity after Yao Jin returns and your safety is confirmed."
"Then I'll have to trouble you, Elder."
Wutuo instinctively bowed, then realized it was Nagano etiquette. A trace of complexity passed through his eyes.
"No matter."
Mu Xin smiled and left.
West Sea Crossing was the hiding place Yao Jin had prepared for Wutuo. The