By evening, Su Fan had also rented a room at this hotel.
He sat cross-legged on the floor mat in the guest room, his Spiritual Sense fully spread out. Every move made by the bandit spies fell clearly within his perception.
He also had complete control over the aura of the target of the mission.
Although that playboy from a powerful Household was quite the troublemaker, Su Fan had already accepted the mission from Ruyi Pavilion. No matter what, he had to keep the man safe.
At that moment, the jade talisman from Yellow Springs Tower at his waist began to tremble faintly.
Su Fan took the jade talisman from his waist and infused it with a thread of spiritual energy, activating a transparent light screen. A line of writing appeared on it.
"Fellow Daoist, our Yellow Springs Tower has already stepped forward and negotiated with Black Robe Path. They have agreed to let this matter end here..."
That was more like it. If Yellow Springs Tower would not shelter him from the storm, he definitely would not be able to stay here.
The world was vast. Where was there no place to call home?
"I'm sorry for the trouble I've caused the organization..."
"Fellow Daoist, what are you saying? You're also a member of our Yellow Springs Tower..."
Su Fan had always been indifferent by nature, but he was deeply sentimental and never owed anyone a favor.
"Song Haodong is still in my hands. What arrangements does the organization have for him?"
"Several stewards from the Enforcement Hall of our Yellow Springs Tower can reach Nine Bends Cave tomorrow. He's doomed this time. No one can save him now..."
From Xue Ming's tone, it seemed he was also brimming with resentment toward Song Haodong.
It seemed his previous guess