When Lin Bai walked out of the courtyard, he had already changed his appearance. His white clothes had become a black robe, his long hair hung over his shoulders, and his features were gloomy.
He had deliberately concealed his aura. Even people familiar with Lin Bai, such as Bai Yifei and Qiao Mo, would probably have been unable to recognize him.
Lin Bai concealed his aura as he walked along the streets of the Imperial Capital.
It was noon, the liveliest time of day in the Imperial Capital. The streets and alleys were packed with food stalls, and the flow of customers was thick.
The cries of vendors rang without end, while the tea houses and taverns lining the streets were likewise filled with martial artists.
The biggest commotion inside and outside the Imperial Capital these past few days had been the Northern Region martial artists' massacre at the Divine Armory Pavilion.
As Lin Bai walked down the street, he heard such discussions everywhere.
"I really didn't expect this. The Flying Sword Devil Sect's disciple was just suppressed beneath the pond by the Wolf Marquis."
"He still hasn't been rescued."
"And now the Northern Region martial artists have caused such a huge disturbance at the Divine Armory Pavilion. The Chen Family, Tianshui Sect, and Celestial Immortal Sect—the Three Great Sects—all fell to the Northern Region martial artists one after another!"
"..."
What? The Flying Sword Devil Sect's disciple is still beneath the pond? He hasn't been rescued yet?... Lin Bai was startled when he heard the news.
Luo Yu of the Flying Sword Devil Sect had caused trouble inside Deer Terrace Palace, so Lin Bai had used his flying sword to suppress him beneath the pond.
Several days had passed. Lin Bai had assumed that the Flying Sword Devil Sect's