Learning that Xu Jixian understood the art of corpse control, Xiang Yuan felt greatly reassured. His trouble of carrying the zombie all this way had not been in vain.
After bidding Wang Wenxu farewell, he did not stay the night at the academy. He planned to return to Song Family Village first, then come back at daybreak.
Wang Wenxu had said that no matter how cleanly he covered his tracks, traces would still remain. The fact that there was another world beneath the great tomb could not be concealed for long. Seasoned experts could even reconstruct the scene from the evidence and estimate when the tomb chamber had been opened.
Song Shan had barely finished telling Xiang Yuan that a smuggling convoy had passed through the twin-mountain tombs when, that very night, this great tomb was dug up. Anyone who learned of it would inevitably suspect Xiang Yuan.
If he failed to return all night, would that not confirm their suspicions?
Therefore, he had to return to Song Family Village tonight and make sure people saw him early tomorrow morning.
If he was going to put on an act, he had to see it through, lest he suffer an undeserved injustice and be framed for entering the tomb and obtaining treasure.
Xiang Yuan's ghostlike figure slipped into Song Family Village. Dawn had not yet broken, and with his clean hands and quick feet, no one noticed him. He vaulted over the wall into his own courtyard, then sat cross-legged indoors to meditate and recuperate for a while.
He had changed into a clean set of clothes at Yulin Academy, so there was no need to destroy evidence now. Laying the saber across his knees, he silently recited the method corresponding to the Tiger Roar Saber, striving to master it as