Ignoring Murong Hanxuan's anxious expression behind him, Ye Lin strolled leisurely down the road.
He already knew the identities of the two ahead—Chu Yunxiao and He Yunyu. If his guess was right, then the mission Tang Qingru had mentioned had likely been accepted by those two.
Could Murong Hanxuan behind him have mistaken them for someone else?
As they walked, the two figures ahead suddenly vanished from sight. Looking again, Ye Lin saw that they were heading toward a city on the ground.
"Those two have entered the city. We should follow them in."
Watching the two enter the city, Murong Hanxuan could not help but say anxiously.
What was Tang Qingru doing? They had clearly agreed to ambush and kill Ye Lin on a Desolate Mountain within the Shuo Feng Dynasty—so how had they ended up here?
But it did not matter. He had kept his eyes on Ye Lin throughout the entire journey, and Ye Lin had shown no unusual reaction. That meant Ye Lin had not noticed anything at all.
Wherever they were now did not matter. They would simply begin the ambush here; the outcome would not change anyway.
"Sure. In that case, let's go."
Ye Lin replied with a smile, his expression utterly calm and at ease.
"Alright."
With that, Ye Lin followed Murong Hanxuan toward the city. Meanwhile, Ye Lin secretly notified Tang Qingru, who was rushing over at top speed.
This city was very small, and few members of the Human Race lived here. Only a sparse handful of people could be seen on the streets.
These people were mostly ordinary mortals without cultivation.
Murong Hanxuan beside Ye Lin continuously tossed out talismans, which slowly sank into the earth. Ye Lin could clearly sense the surrounding space gradually being reinforced.
Moreover, a powerful