"He'll come back for the real Gold Blade."
Li Sanshun looked at the Gold Blade in the hidden compartment and answered without hesitation.
Bai Chongshan had plotted for years. He already had the Rubbing Hole of the Seal of Destiny; all he lacked was the blood of Imperial Blood Fifteen. He couldn't take the Rubbing Hole with a fake blade, and the people in the imperial capital wouldn't be fooled.
Once that old bastard realized he'd been tricked, he'd definitely come back.
Qi Shouxuan pressed the real Gold Blade, along with the Sealing Casket, into the hidden compartment.
"That's why I asked how you planned to get him to come back."
"Walking back would be such a hassle."
Li Sanshun picked up a few grains of Zhen Yue Mountain-Tracking Sand and pressed them into a crack in the ground.
"Let Peak Master Xiong bring him back."
Three trails of Mountain-Tracking Sand had already burrowed into the tunnel. The grains had touched the hilt of the fake blade, so as long as Bai Chongshan still carried it, he couldn't shake their trail.
Qi Shouxuan tossed the Image-Recording Bead to Gu Qinghe.
"Leave this place to me. You two go close the net."
Gu Qinghe put away the Image-Recording Bead and turned to leave the stone chamber.
Li Sanshun followed behind her. As they passed through the formation gate, he took a blank waist token from one of the dead assassins.
It bore the insignia of the Fourth Imperial Grandson's Mansion.
A token without a name.
The number of Bai Chongshan's men who had infiltrated the envoy delegation could be investigated further using this batch of blank tokens alone.
The two had only just reached the outside of Weapon-Storing Cliff when the sound of a Copper Hammer striking stone rang out from