The old man heard this and smiled faintly.
"Don't worry!"
"This old man has already made all the arrangements!"
"As soon as he takes office, I'll have plenty of ways to keep him in Xiliu Manor!"
"Even if he enters the streets of Yunlan City, he'll follow the script we prepared for him to the letter!"
"However..."
His expression turned puzzled.
"What I'm curious about is, why would Mystic Heaven Holy Land send a newcomer who has only been at Entry Level for a single year to take over as Patrol Envoy?"
"Could there be something fishy about this?"
The Masked Man pondered for a moment.
"This newcomer is said to be Zixiao Zhenren's newly accepted disciple!"
"With this arrangement, Mystic Heaven Holy Land is probably trying to temper him through experience!"
"After he has this record to his name, it'll be easier to promote him once he returns to the Holy Land!"
"Of course, this also proves one thing..."
"Inside Mystic Heaven Holy Land, they likely don't suspect anything about the previous Patrol Envoy's death!"
"Otherwise, they wouldn't have sent a young lad like him here!"
The old man heard this and nodded in agreement.
"In that case, I can rest easy!"
He paused.
"Since there's nothing else, this old man will head back first!"
"On your end, do put in more effort!"
The Masked Man nodded.
"Mm!"
"With Wuchen handling matters, there's no need to worry!"
After the old man left, the Masked Man sat alone on the Bone Throne, red light flickering in his eyes beneath the bronze mask.
He slowly raised his right hand, and a cluster of Dark Red Flame appeared in his palm.
Within the flame, countless twisted human faces could faintly be seen wailing.
"Soon... very soon..."
"Once the grand plan is complete,