Yang Zhengshan listened to the movements above for a while longer. Only after he was certain there should be no one up there did he finally walk out from below.
He first sized up his surroundings.
This was a civilian residence, and the passage leading underground was beneath a pile of firewood.
He climbed over the wall and left the house, then checked around on the street before finally confirming where he was.
He was actually in West City, not North City.
This place was only a little over a hundred meters from where Yi Shan had lived before.
After figuring out where he was, Yang Zhengshan finally relaxed completely.
However, he did not go home right away. Instead, he entered the Spirit Spring Space.
The corpses of the four unfamiliar martial artists were still inside the Spirit Spring Space. Yang Zhengshan checked their bodies and found no special quality at all.
But having no special quality was the greatest special quality.
They were all martial artists between the third and fifth levels of the Postnatal Realm. Whether in the rivers and lakes or in the army, martial artists like them could already be considered experts.
And yet they were dressed in coarse hemp clothes and hiding in a cellar. This clearly did not make sense.
"Could they really be from Prince Qing Mansion?" Yang Zhengshan thought pensively.
Everyone implicated in Sha Pingchuan's treason case had either been captured or executed by now, Black Cliff Stronghold included. Logically speaking, there should not have been any of their people left in Anyuan City.
Yet here, in front of him, were still four mysterious martial artists guarding that underground space.
Yang Zhengshan guessed they were people from Prince Qing Mansion, but he could not find any evidence at all. Even the Secret