Gray Mist Port.
The roads were broad, with people coming and going.
After experiencing the Supernatural Events, the port had regained its prosperity. Caravans streamed through, and pedestrians crowded the streets.
The Supernatural World, huh.
Wasn't it normal for Supernatural Events to happen?
It had passed.
Things had settled down.
People still had to go on living.
Aside from the victims' relatives, everyone else merely had a little more gossip to discuss over tea. Even the factions to which the dead had belonged had already left.
Those who knew nothing assumed the investigation had yielded no results and that everyone had gone their separate ways.
Only those with ulterior motives.
And those able to come into contact with the upper circles.
Knew clearly.
The management of Gray Mist Port had undergone a major reshuffle. Some familiar faces had vanished, replaced by more unfamiliar ones.
But those who knew kept silent.
Those who didn't know... naturally remained unaware.
Those who understood, understood.
Jiang Qiao had been away from Gray Mist Port for less than a month, but what he had experienced in that time had been as thrilling as a movie.
It was enough to leave anyone sighing.
"Lu Jingyi wanted to recruit me. Although he acted very amiably, there's no telling what schemes he was hiding behind the scenes. What he told me was probably only half true. It wasn't all accurate."
Jiang Qiao sat by the roadside.
He ordered a pot of tea and two plates of pastries, leisurely enjoying the bustle of the streets.
Having this much free time.
Was truly rare for him.
"Most of what he said about the Green Lotus Sect should be true. And if what he said was true, then I'm not the only transmigrator... That does seem to make sense."
"If the