"But They should have guessed that it was your doing, Daoist Brother," Yuanjun said.
"Mm." Xu Xing understood that too. "I never meant to hide it from Them."
Just as Gu had made little effort to conceal his actions when he cut down the Righteous Alliance's morale, Xu Xing had likewise made little effort to hide his intentions.
After all, it would have been best if he could draw Them out to interfere. But They hadn't acted this time...
That was proof enough that They no longer needed to keep cutting down the Righteous Alliance's morale.
"Have you figured out Their purpose, Daoist Brother?"
"If nothing unexpected happens, it should have something to do with those few fellow Daoists in the Righteous Alliance who are about to enter the Immortal-Knocking Pass. But we'll have to keep watching to know for sure."
In the time it took to exchange a few words, the two had reached a broad, level highway.
Moonlight shone like a ribbon, and the stars glittered brilliantly.
The sparse traffic flowed like fireflies, leaving brief trails of light on the dark road before vanishing into the distance.
It was even quieter than usual tonight.
The two strolled along, chatting at an unhurried pace. It took them nearly two hours to get back to where they were staying.
Yuan was already waiting there.
"Good evening, Senior Yuanjun, hometown friend."
"Good evening."
Yuanjun nodded lightly, then looked at Xu Xing. "Then I'll see you tomorrow, Daoist Brother."
It was obvious she had something else to discuss with him, so Yuanjun wouldn't intrude.
He shouldn't have asked her to gather only a few Ink Qilin Flowers before.
"See you tomorrow."
Xu Xing watched Yuanjun until she disappeared from sight, then turned to Yuan. "Have you taken care of everything on your