To Commander Cang's surprise, not only did Zhang Yu not refuse to leave the city, he answered with remarkable calmness, "That can certainly be arranged."
He rose to his feet and said naturally, "But you must understand: it is not I who need to remain here, but your side that needs me here." With that, he gave his sleeve a light flick and walked out without the slightest hint of attachment.
Commander Cang watched his departing back. For some reason, he felt as though he had made a mistake. But as an old military commander of the Governance Office, he swiftly cast aside that thought. His eyes turned cold. Past experience told him that with such matters, either one did not act at all, or once one acted, there could be no turning back.
The Zhu clansman who had come with him stepped forward and shook his head. "What a pity."
Commander Cang said, "Indeed, a pity."
He understood perfectly well that this clansman did not mean it was a pity Zhang Yu had left. Rather, it was a pity that Zhang Yu had not resisted, nor offered any rebuttal, but had simply departed so unexpectedly and cleanly that all the backup measures they had prepared were left entirely unused.
At that moment, behind them, a bluish-green spiritual creature over a zhang long, resembling a lizard, emerged from the air. It was a created creature from the Myriad Spirits Office. Had Zhang Yu shown the slightest sign of wielding his mystical power just now, this created creature would have immediately lunged out and subdued him.
The Zhu clansman walked to the glazed wall and watched Zhang Yu's departing figure. Again he said, "What a pity," then added, "This man truly possesses great talent. If only he could be used by