"All right, we've got the formation diagram. We can go." After a while, Luo Yan walked over to Yu Xing.
He glanced at the corpses too, but didn't comment. Tugging at Yu Xing's sleeve, he urged, "Come on, let's go."
Yu Xing sensed the change in his attitude and asked calmly, "Hm? Why the sudden rush?"
"Whenever I trace a formation, people notice." Luo Yan's composed expression clashed sharply with his body language, which clearly wanted to leave at once. "We should get out of here before the person who set it up realizes. If I stay, there's a much higher chance they'll detect my presence."
So the person who set up the formation was more capable than expected, making it risky to trace the pattern because they might notice?
Yu Xing nodded, and the two of them immediately climbed out of Zhao Mansion.
When they reached the street, Luo Yan realized that Zhao Mansion had felt much more oppressive than the street. The air inside had been damp, and he hadn't noticed while he was there. But the moment he stepped outside, he felt as if he'd broken free of a cage.
The street was deserted. To be safe, they quickly put more distance between themselves and Zhao Mansion. As they walked, Luo Yan said,
"Actually, the rules in Zhao Mansion are especially harsh on the Zhao family, but much more lenient toward outsiders like me who are staying there. I'd already noticed before you arrived. Zhao Zhan and the others are several times more likely to trigger the rules than I am."
Yu Xing, another outsider, hadn't triggered any rules either.
If Zhao Zhan or Zhao Huaisheng had been the ones whispering in the little garden for five minutes, bubbles would've started rising in the artificial pond beside