Adept Tu had been the last to join this group, but he truly played a role no one else could have filled.
Feng Jun's group had entered the market late at night. Though the market had no city walls, it did have cultivators on patrol duty.
Adept Tu was a Tiantong patrol officer, not one of the market's patrol officers, but with nothing more than his familiar face, everyone entered the market.
The second point was that he knew exactly whom to contact for this operation and where to find them. "Chief Patrol Officer Guo only just stepped down. Chief Steward Gao is temporarily overseeing the patrol officers... Chief Steward Gao isn't home today. His son is turning twelve at his secondary residence."
Cultivators were people too, and having a secondary residence was perfectly normal. As for celebrating his son's twelfth birthday, there was even less to question—there were many formidable men capable of handling multiple women, but there were also female cultivators daring enough to chop off the heads of unfaithful partners in the middle of the night.
But if Kong Ziyi had been handling this, she might not even have known to look for Chief Steward Gao. It would have been impressive enough if she knew to seek out the chief patrol officer. In fact, she would have been more likely to go to the elders of the management office.
Would going to the elders have been useful? Of course it would. But under a market's administrative structure, if one wanted to get things done, it was best to find the people actually handling the matter—especially since they wanted to act without a sound.
That was Adept Tu's strength. Not only did he know who was handling the matter, he also knew who to find if that person