The Immortal Ship blocked out the blazing sun, shrouding the bustling streets in shadow. Meng Qi watched Gao Lan fly into the city amid the welcome of powerful figures from the Luocheng government office, the Ink Palace, and elsewhere. He did not go up to meet him, merely committing the general location to memory and deciding to find out the exact address later.
He had made Overlord stumble, offended the Demon Sect, and implicated Senior He Qi. This was precisely the time to lie low. His appearance and aura had both been changed—how could he act so openly? Even with Absolute Blade as a spy, Overlord and he would likely remain "destined to miss each other forever," but if Overlord came to Luocheng, it would also greatly hinder his plans to contact his "fellow villagers."
Meng Qi shook his head, turned, and walked away, blending into the crowd as he searched for a familiar face.
After turning past the long street and entering a side lane, Meng Qi's eyes suddenly lit up. He saw a Dharma Body Master dressed in a crimson robe. His bearing shone like sunlight. He was none other than "Red Emperor" Sun Chuci of the Seven Seas Twenty-Eight Realms!
Sun Chuci walked down the street with his hands clasped behind his back, leisurely taking in his surroundings. He had arrived in Luocheng only a day ago and was still observing the environment to avoid falling into a trap, so he was in no hurry to search for Su Meng.
At the calligraphy and painting stalls, the silverware stalls, and among all kinds of rough mechanical artifacts, Sun Chuci was thoroughly enjoying the ancient atmosphere. Suddenly, he halted and stood where he was, his gaze subconsciously turning toward the street entrance. There sat a white-haired fortune-teller