Just as Yang Zhengshan was studying the Void-Refining Scripture, inside Fan Family Restaurant, Fan Chengyue was still waiting.
At this moment, the eastern horizon had already begun to pale like a fish's belly, and quiet Xuegu Town had gained a few sounds as dawn approached. Those were hunters and herb gatherers about to enter the mountains, preparing dry rations and weapons.
Inside the private room, Fan Chengyue was no longer as calm and indifferent as before. His face was dark, his brows tightly furrowed as he stood before the window, gazing in the direction of the Yang Family Winery.
Xuegu Town was only so big, and the Martial Cultivator Market of Xuegu Town had only two streets. Fan Family Restaurant was less than a hundred zhang from the Yang Family Winery. Standing on the third floor of the restaurant, one could see the Yang Family Winery clearly.
At this moment, there was no movement at all from the Yang Family Winery, nor any fluctuations. It was so quiet it seemed as though nothing had happened at all.
If it had been earlier, Fan Chengyue would have been satisfied by this, but now dawn was already approaching. Not only was there no movement at all from the Yang Family Winery, even the people he was waiting for had not come over. This made his mood extremely restless.
"Why haven't they come yet? Could it be they didn't strike?"
"Impossible. Since the Soul-Severing Blade accepted the Spirit Stones, it's impossible they wouldn't make a move!"
A trace of gloom flashed through Fan Chengyue's sunken eyes. "There's only one possibility. The Soul-Severing Blade's people were left behind by the Yang Family!"
He still very much believed in the Soul-Severing Blade's reputation, so he knew the Soul-Severing Blade must have made a move.
But