As everyone discussed among themselves, a green signal flare shot into the sky from the direction of the mountain gate!
After getting through the night and finishing his exercise, Qian Wantong asked the Qian Family Martial Artist who had kept watch the previous night, "Was there anything unusual last night?"
"No. There was no movement, no signal flares, and everything was very quiet."
Qian Wantong frowned, uncertain. He led some men to the rocks facing the lake and looked out from the high ground, but he could not see anything. Dense fog still blanketed the distance.
"Steward Qian, it has been like this from last night until now. Nothing has changed. There has also been no word from Ouyang Nan's team, which set out last night."
After listening to the Qian Family Martial Artist beside him, Qian Wantong nodded and could only sigh. "Let's wait a little longer. Perhaps once the fog clears, we'll receive some news. If we don't, I'll personally lead a team over there to investigate."
It would not be a problem if anyone in the entire group ran into trouble, but the two Xiantian Masters, Qian Ying and Zhou Zixing, absolutely could not come to harm. If anything happened to them, it would be a devastating disaster for the entire group.
Of course, even if a Xiantian Master had to meet with trouble, Qian Wantong hoped it would be Zhou Zixing. His own elder absolutely could not be harmed; only then would his own safety be assured.
His thoughts churned, and he was somewhat anxious, but there was nothing he could do. He could only wait for the fog to disperse before personally leading men to investigate.
"You, go organize some Qian Family personnel. At least Houtian Layer Nine or above. Gather five people, including yourself,