Within a secluded residence, Yue Xuan listened to his subordinate's report with a dark expression.
"Is he still drinking tea at the tavern?"
"Yes, Your Highness. It has been nearly three hours since he went in, and he shows no intention of coming out at all."
Yue Xuan smashed the stone table beside him with a furious slap.
"He's playing us!"
The elderly Tribulation Transcendence cultivator behind him slowly spoke.
"Your Highness, please calm yourself."
"This boy possesses an extraordinary temperament. The more he behaves like this, the more it proves that he is waiting."
"Waiting for us to make the first move, or waiting for us to lose our patience."
Yue Xuan gritted his teeth.
"So we're just going to waste away here?"
"He's a turtle in a jar now. The moment he dares leave the city, it'll be his day of death!"
The old man nodded.
"The Nine Provinces Auction House's formations cover the city. It is not advisable to make a move here."
"Pass down the order. Everyone is to stay alert and keep watch without interruption for twelve hours. I refuse to believe he can stay inside that tavern for the rest of his life."
Once the order was passed down, the cultivators assigned to watch him could only forcibly suppress their impatience and continue lying in wait.
However, they had all underestimated Chen Changqing's patience.
The first day.
Chen Changqing remained in the tavern until dawn, then settled the bill and left.
Every watcher immediately perked up.
But Chen Changqing did not leave the city. Instead, he began wandering around it like a tourist.
He went to the city's largest artifact pavilion and picked through a pile of Top-grade Spirit Treasures, only to buy nothing in the end.
He then visited a pill shop, sniffed