After Lian Yutong finished speaking.
Without saying a word, Qu Zhenhong swiftly extended his mental energy outward.
Without alerting anyone, he spotted the squad waiting patiently not far away, standing with their hands at their sides.
A careful sweep of his mental energy immediately settled on the young man Bi Fan had disguised himself as.
Bi Fan had hidden himself well and hadn't exposed himself.
But in front of an old hand like Qu Zhenhong, his little disguise was still no match.
With just a glance, Qu Zhenhong knew that the "unclean thing" Lian Yutong had mentioned was the seemingly ordinary young man standing at the back of the crowd with his hands at his sides.
"Heh..."
Qu Zhenhong gave a soft chuckle.
Then he abruptly withdrew his mental energy.
Qu Zhenhong opened his eyes inside the tent. At that moment, they glittered with a fierce light, and he was brimming with murderous intent.
Lian Yutong was right. This person had managed to sneak up beside them without a sound, which meant he certainly had some ability.
Although Qu Zhenhong had only swept over him with his mental energy, he could clearly sense that this young man was no opponent Lian Yutong could handle.
If Lian Yutong had acted rashly earlier, she might have alerted him and driven this unclean thing away. Worse, she might even have caused the Devil Race's scheme to fall apart.
In other words, Lian Yutong had handled the situation perfectly.
Qu Zhenhong was even glad now that he had entrusted this task to Lian Yutong.
If he had given it to that good-for-nothing from his own Household, with his careless, halfhearted attitude, he probably wouldn't have noticed the disguised intruder right under his nose.
Letting someone like this infiltrate the Devil Race's ranks was bound