There were things that puzzled him as well. Yuan Se had left as soon as he emerged, so what was this man doing standing guard here, making everyone tread on thin ice?
There were many things he simply did not know. He did not know that Yuan Se had been set up by Wu Chang and sent to probe Sacred Rakshasa's strength. He did not know that Mu Lianze had been thrown to Sacred Rakshasa by Wu Chang, that Granny Snow had been ambushed by Wu Chang, or, even less, that Changsun Mi had already died inside.
Naturally, he also did not know that Wu Chang was waiting here like a hunter by a tree stump, hoping for a hare to run into it—waiting for a chance to put Granny Snow and Mu Lianze to death.
In truth, Wu Chang already believed that Mu Lianze was unlikely to emerge alive. Entangled under those circumstances, it would be difficult for him to break free again. Unless Mu Lianze dealt with Sacred Rakshasa, it was unlikely he could escape the Rakshasa Tide alive.
He did not believe Granny Snow would still go and save Mu Lianze. It would be good enough if she did not kick him while he was down.
Unable to make sense of Wu Chang's intentions, Qi Wantong quietly went aside and muttered a few words to a disciple.
The disciple left, and after quite a while, returned with a chair.
Qi Wantong personally carried the chair over and placed it beside Wu Chang. Before he could even invite him to sit, Wu Chang merely glanced at it and casually pressed out a palm through the air. Bang! The chair turned to dust.
Wu Chang had never been accustomed to sitting or lying down. He had always been rather