Li Chen found an opportunity to change his disguise, once again assuming the appearance of an utterly unremarkable Rogue Cultivator, then openly went to the Octagonal Fort to find lodging.
That evening, sure enough, someone knocked on his door. Knock, knock, knock.
Li Chen controlled the Armored Warrior Puppet he had posted on guard duty to open the door. Outside stood Brother Shui, a young man in his twenties, with several thugs who looked like hired muscle.
The thug who had previously seen Li Chen in his other disguise was there too. As soon as the door opened, he stared hard at Li Chen.
Li Chen was sitting at the table, eating a flatbread with tea. Seeing them, he asked, "What do you want?"
The thug shook his head. "Not him."
"Sorry," Brother Shui said stiffly, then closed the door and left. Soon, a knock sounded at the room next door.
Li Chen sneered inwardly. They came looking this quickly? But what damn good would this do? Even someone who couldn't change his disguise would have run off long ago.
Soon, however, he began thinking again. Perhaps they guessed that I still intend to deal with that Hall Master Yang of the Earthly Sha Sect, so I'd be watching from the shadows?
Utter nonsense. A mere hall master thinks he's some great figure? If I wanted to kill him, I'd just do it as soon as I found him. He's fine as long as he stays out of sight, but the moment he appears, he dies!
The Coldwind Valley Battlefield was neither particularly large nor particularly small. Countless Merchants and Rogue Cultivators passed through it, making it all too easy for someone to hide if he wished.
But as a hall master of the Earthly Sha Sect, Yang Haoyi could