Song Wen watched the backs of the four women recede into the distance. Only after they had completely vanished did he activate his movement technique. Yet he did not head toward the city, instead turning and leaving in the opposite direction.
Traveling at speed, Song Wen flew a million li before finally stopping.
Below him lay a small Lake. With a leap, he plunged into its depths.
At the bottom of the Lake, he casually found a cave and slipped inside.
Song Wen took out the storage pouch Bai Wei had given him and removed a high-grade spirit stone.
The moment he had received the storage pouch, he had noticed something wrong with this spirit stone. A divine-sense imprint had been left on it.
Judging by the aura of the imprint, it should have been left by Bai Wei.
He had initially thought Bai Wei intended to harm him, but she had not appeared at any point along the way.
It seems Bai Wei suspects my identity. Worried that I might harbor ill intentions toward Qiao Mengyu and the other two, she left this divine-sense imprint in an attempt to uncover my background. If she found anything amiss, she would likely strike without hesitation, Song Wen thought to himself.
With that thought, Song Wen's taut nerves relaxed slightly.
Though Bai Wei's actions carried an air of vigilance, they also showed that she had principles in how she conducted herself. At the very least, she clearly distinguished gratitude from grudges and would not repay kindness with enmity for no reason.
As for Song Wen himself, he should be safe for the time being.
However, Song Wen would not entrust his safety to another person's kindness.
He had to eliminate every possible threat.
After pondering for a moment, Song Wen summoned a