"Split up!"
Bursting out of the mist, Feng Buping turned and spoke to Flowing Cloud beside her.
"All right!"
Flowing Cloud said nothing more. He trusted his own methods more than he trusted staying with Feng Buping.
He reached into his robes and pulled out a piece of thin gauze.
"I'm off."
As he spoke, Flowing Cloud draped the gauze over himself.
It was only a transparent layer of gauze, yet once it settled over Flowing Cloud, it concealed him completely.
From Feng Buping's perspective, only a layer of gauze remained where Flowing Cloud had stood. He was nowhere to be seen.
This was a polluted object Flowing Cloud possessed. Not only could it conceal a person's form, it could also make whoever it covered as light as the gauze itself.
Furthermore, although this polluted object was visible to the naked eye, no photographic equipment could capture its image.
Flowing Cloud had used this polluted object to silently spirit those four people out of their separate homes without anyone noticing.
As for why those people had been abducted, that had to do with Feng Buping and the others' circumstances.
Feng Buping, also known as Feng Ping, was the most senior member of a branch of the corpse-stitching Feng Family.
The corpse-stitching Feng Family was not particularly powerful in Great Xia, but its close cooperation with the Great Xia Administration gave it a relatively high standing in official circles.
Feng Ping's branch amounted to little within the Feng Family.
After all, Feng Ping was its only remaining member.
Feng Ping had no children and lived alone.
Had things followed their original course, in a few more years, Feng Ping would most likely have adopted a younger family member into her branch and raised them as her successor.
If no one was