Liao Wenzhi had still been deeply torn over the matter of his master. Loyal to his country, he feared that his master, who might already have become a monster, would harm the sovereign. But he could no longer worry about all that. He would find out what had happened sooner or later. What mattered now was getting away.
Yes, Liao Wenzhi believed that the Han Shiyong who had returned from Hele Mountain was very likely no longer his master. Fortunately, his wariness of Han Shiyong had kept him from returning to the temple immediately, and he had worn ordinary clothes. Had he wandered the streets in the high-ranking ritual robes of the White Feather Way, disaster would surely have found him.
Panic churned inside Liao Wenzhi, but his face remained calm as he hurried toward the outer city.
The White Feather Way also had temples in the Capital City's outer district. Large contingents of troops were already approaching them, and the commanding officers of each unit were quietly instructing their subordinates.
"Remember, many of the White Feather Way's fiends know sorcery. Anyone wearing high-ranking ritual robes is to be arrested immediately. If they resist, kill them without exception-"
"We cannot let them get word out!"
"Yes, sir!"
Soon, a great mass of imperial guards surrounded the temple in the outer city. The Daoists here were clearly a rank below those in the imperial city. Soldiers poured into the temple and set to work without a word of explanation.
Having reached the outer city, Liao Wenzhi gazed at the temple from afar. He was now certain that the Imperial Court very likely intended to strike at the entire White Feather Way.
Naturally, Liao Wenzhi was not the only one to notice this commotion. Many Martial World Figures noticed it as well.