As he thought this, Tang Changsheng's steps grew more relaxed. He strolled through the temple at an unhurried pace.
The General's Temple occupied less than an acre, but the City God Temple covered at least seven or eight. In the heart of Lower River, the land alone was worth an astronomical sum.
Even so, making a full circuit of the grounds was no easy task.
Only when Tang Changsheng reached an unremarkable courtyard at the back did a faint smile appear on his face. He walked toward it slowly.
Few people seemed to come here. Though the place was cleaned regularly, weeds had sprouted between the bluestone paving slabs, and some were even visible on the roof.
The courtyard gate was locked. Tang Changsheng waved a hand without saying a word, and someone immediately stepped forward, took out a key, and opened it.
With a creak, the small courtyard appeared before them all.
"Ever since it was moved away, this place has stood empty..."
Tang Changsheng waved him off, unwilling to listen to such pointless talk. "Leave this place. Go as far away as you can, and let no one come near!"
The man's breath caught. He seemed to sense something at once, and without another word, he turned and left.
Only then did Tang Changsheng smile and walk slowly inside.
The courtyard had once housed a side hall. To say it was now choked with cobwebs, dust, and weeds might have been an exaggeration, but it truly saw few visitors.
Tang Changsheng gave a faint smile. "As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is the safest. There's truth to the darkness beneath the lamp.
"I've felt for some time that someone has been stirring up storms across Lower River. There had to be a hidden hand behind it,