The two had yet to leave the True Cultivator Circle. This area was exceptionally quiet, so they could clearly see, half a street away, a three-story wooden building that looked like a teahouse. By a window stood a middle-aged man in a lake-green long robe, looking over with an icy expression.
"You people certainly have a lot of 'masters.'" Yu Ci remarked casually, then asked with a smile, "Who is that?"
Wan Quan seemed somewhat distracted. "The deputy hall master of Great Vertebra Hall, Master Su Tong."
The two sides were less than half a li apart. To core formation cultivators, that was already a highly dangerous distance. Yu Ci narrowed his eyes and studied him for a while. The man's features were fairly proper, except for a pair of drooping figure-eight brows. A gloomy air hung between his brows, while the aura around him coiled together like strings of pearls, faint yet elusive, gathered in with considerable skill.
Su Tong held an extremely high position in Great Vertebra Hall. In terms of rank, he even stood above Master Hong, though Master Hong held authority over external affairs, making the two roughly equal. Yet Wan Quan could not understand it. Master Hong had clearly said they were to lure someone into an ambush. Why had Su Tong appeared now? And from the look of him, he was plainly preparing to make a move. Were they launching the attack ahead of time?
While Wan Quan was still muddleheaded, someone hurried down from upstairs and handed Su Tong a jade slip. Su Tong was startled as well. He stared at the jade slip for a long time without raising his head.
"Looks like something came up at the last minute. No fight, then."
Yu Ci smiled and stopped paying attention to that