Someone Is Waiting for You in Spirit City

Yuan Yu disembarked first.

The White-Clad figure had just appeared on the gangplank when the Spirit Hall leader bent his knee in salute, and the guards behind him bowed their heads in unison. The Agility Hall disciples from the Tang Sect side were about to speak when they caught sight of Tang San walking off the ship, and immediately turned to welcome him.

"Sect Master."

Tang San raised a hand to signal him to rise, looking first at the deacon on the opposite side who had already reached out to receive the wooden box.

"Both witnesses will be accommodated together, the original copies sealed jointly, and separate transcriptions made."

The deacon subconsciously looked toward Yuan Yu.

Yuan Yu placed the Eighth Offering Token into his hand. "Do as he says. Also, make room for a more comfortable carriage; they still have injuries on them."

The area before the gangplank cleared. Lu Ping helped Zheng Jiu ashore, and upon seeing the sabers at the waists on both sides, his pace remained somewhat stiff until that deacon personally lifted the carriage curtain, at which point he finally dared to place the bundle on his back inside.

The wooden box was unpacked at the Vast Sea City branch, with the Tang Sect and Spirit Hall each dispatching one person to transcribe the records. Yuan Yu sat beside the door, watching every sheet of paper pass from their hands and then sealed back into its original place right before them, ensuring no one could take the evidence away alone.

That evening, Tang San spread out the sea map, pointing to the Transshipment Island Lu Ping had drawn.

"Ships come out from here, go first to Vast Sea City, and switch to the overland route to Jialing Pass. What we need to check are the