Chen Lin tapped his fingers on the table, pondering whether he should leave for a while.
Chu Chengyang was the Sect Leader's disciple, and a favored one at that. Once the Red Fire Sect discovered his death, they would certainly investigate thoroughly.
He even wondered whether the Red Fire Sect's leader might flee ahead of schedule for fear that their shipbuilding plans would leak.
Although the major sects secretly building Sea-Crossing Ships was no longer much of a secret, it had yet to be brought out into the open.
And the Red Fire Sect was only a Foundation Establishment sect, with no Golden Core True Person backing it. If some major power set its sights on them and seized their completed Sea-Crossing Ship, they would have sewn a wedding gown only for someone else to wear.
After turning it over in his mind repeatedly, Chen Lin decided the Red Fire Sect was unlikely to flee immediately.
The final battle between the Alliance and the Prayer Cult had yet to begin. Fleeing now would make them deserters. A few scattered rogue cultivators running away was one thing, but a mid-sized sect fleeing wholesale and taking several of the Alliance's garrison cultivators with it was something the Alliance could never tolerate. Even if only to kill the chicken to frighten the monkeys, they would have to hunt the sect down.
Unless the Red Fire Sect's leader was a fool, he would never do that.
Besides, at this critical juncture, they would not make too much noise investigating Chu Chengyang's disappearance, lest they draw the attention of powerful cultivators.
With that thought, Chen Lin breathed a sigh of relief.
The Red Fire Sect had no Golden Core cultivator. Although continuing to pose as a mortal in the city carried some danger, it remained