The matches continued. Two people leaped onto the stage, announced themselves, and began fighting. Jiang Hao watched the bouts while continuing to absorb new techniques.
The matches went on until evening. Wansong Villa arranged lodgings for everyone to rest. Jiang Hao, Su Xiaoxiao, and Ping'er were assigned a room together. Seeing that the moon had reached its zenith, Jiang Hao told the two women to rest first and left the room alone.
With a burst of speed, he rose into the air, tapped off a roof ridge, and shot into the distance. He soon reached a grove and gave a sharp whistle toward the sky. Before long, a large bird flew over and landed on Jiang Hao's arm.
Stroking the goshawk's head, Jiang Hao sent it a stream of information and instructed, "Go monitor those people's movements, then come back and report to me."
Chirp chirp~!
The goshawk spread its wings and flew away.
There were far too many martial artists at Wansong Villa now. Even though Jiang Hao considered his movement technique quite good, he could easily be discovered. The goshawk, however, was the ideal scout.
He found a large rock and sat cross-legged upon it, quietly cultivating spiritual energy. Before he knew it, it was already late at night. An eagle's cry came from the sky as the goshawk dived down from above and landed on Jiang Hao's arm.
"Did you see them?"
"Chirp chirp~!"
Stroking the bird's head, Jiang Hao examined its memories. Wansong Villa was enormous, with numerous buildings. At first, the goshawk constantly searched between the rooms. Jiang Hao saw quite a few adults-only scenes before finally spotting the people he wanted to see in a courtyard of the main residence.
The windows were open, and a feast had been laid out inside. Liu Yucheng