Xu Xiaoshou looked toward the distant east.
He remembered now. Aunt Xiang had handled something for him—inviting people from First Pavilion Under Heaven into the city.
The exact time and place to meet had never been decided.
Of course, having everyone rush into Quiet Osmanthus Pavilion at once sounded like a good idea, but it was not feasible.
The target was too large.
Quiet Osmanthus Pavilion was not beyond the law.
Dao Qiongchang could not possibly have truly abandoned surveillance. There had to be eyes watching from the shadows afar, right? It was already outrageous enough for a troublemaker like Xu Gusheng to visit Quiet Osmanthus Pavilion. If another dozen or so extraordinary people poured in, they would be walking straight into the net.
Then how were the rest supposed to make contact? After meeting "Xu Gusheng," had Aunt Xiang revealed "Xu Gusheng's" true identity to the people of First Pavilion Under Heaven once more?
"Probably impossible."
Xu Xiaoshou understood this clearly.
Aunt Xiang had managed to find the people of First Pavilion Under Heaven once because he had been cultivating in seclusion on Void Island at the time.
Most likely, the people of First Pavilion Under Heaven had been waiting somewhere outside.
Ba Zunan knew that location, which was why Aunt Xiang had been able to notify them.
But once that group of capable people had blended into the mortal world, even Xu Xiaoshou was not confident he could notify every one of them.
Aunt Xiang was in Yujing City. She could barely keep the Central Region under control, let alone reach into the Eastern Region to notify everyone.
"I'm in danger..."
"They probably have to guess my identity too..."
"Yet Old Li most likely recognized me on the first day. He had clearly been waiting for me by