Personal attacks were nothing. Su Che and Li Shouchang had not seen each other for a long time, and when the two martial brothers met, they naturally fell into warm conversation. Old Daoist Lu Chuan brought over fragrant tea and fruit, and the brothers ate, drank, and chatted, enjoying themselves immensely.
They talked until the moon hung high in the middle of the sky. They had originally intended to keep talking by candlelight through the night, but Su Che felt that the mortal imperial court had probably become utterly at a loss, so he asked Li Shouchang for leave. The two martial brothers agreed to continue after Su Che had met True Person Puxiang, and only then did they bring the matter to a close.
After bidding Li Shouchang farewell, Su Che rode the wind straight toward Jiankang City. The moment he reached the outskirts, he sensed something unusual.
Jiankang City now seemed lax on the outside but tight within. Not only were there many more soldiers patrolling atop the walls, even the Circuit Inspectors and Imperial Demon Hunters who watched from the shadows were far more numerous than usual.
Could some upheaval have occurred?
On second thought, Su Che did not wish to stir up any further trouble and headed directly for his own residence.
The Ancient Netherworld was something the Mount Zhong Association was determined to obtain. Now that Mysterious Capital Palace intended to use it as bait, they had to inform the Yin-Yang Dharma King so everyone could prepare in advance.
After all the twists and turns, Su Che finally returned to Marquis Changxin's Residence, which had only recently been repaired.
There had never been many servants in the residence to begin with, and Su Che casually wandered into a covered corridor.
He truly had not spent