A month later.
"Fellow Daoist Zhuge, are you sure you're all right now? We can wait a while longer. Please don't push yourself."
Chen Lin looked at Zhuge Hengyun before him and asked.
Not long after he and Luo Qinglan had come out, Zhuge Hengyun had also emerged from the Immortal Stele Space. However, his talent origin had collapsed, leaving him at death's door. Only after a month of recuperation had he barely regained the ability to move around.
Zhuge Hengyun gave a bitter smile. "These injuries won't heal without eight or ten years. Tongtian City isn't safe. We'd better leave as soon as possible. Don't let me hold everyone back."
Chen Lin nodded.
It was indeed unwise to remain in Tongtian City now, mainly because Murong Feng was about to leave the city on business, with no telling when he would return.
Murong Feng had not informed him of this. Rather, the spirit crystals he had offered as a bribe had paid off, and that manager had told him privately.
Without Murong Feng's protection, their safety could not be guaranteed, even if Murong Feng publicly declared that he would look after them.
After all, three of the five of them had entered the Immortal Stele Space. There were bound to be plenty of people coveting the inheritances they had obtained. Openly and covertly, several members of the Murong Family had already sounded them out, including Murong Qianling. She even vaguely suspected that Lan Zhihan's death had something to do with him.
Of course, she only had suspicions, not evidence. She was simply picking a quarrel without cause, trying to pin an accusation on him.
But if she wanted to deal with him, any excuse would suffice. For their safety, they had to leave Tongtian City before Murong Feng departed.