"Tap, tap."
Hurried footsteps soon rang through the vast residence.
Within mere breaths, Zhuo Mengzhen and Zhang Yi appeared in the main hall.
"Husband." "Master."
A trace of confusion flashed through their eyes. Neither yet understood what had happened.
But from Liu Yu's unprecedentedly stern tone, they knew something serious must have happened. Even though they had been cultivating, they had forcibly interrupted their sessions and emerged from seclusion, heedless of the consequences.
"Something unexpected has happened. Pack your things immediately and leave the Divine Capital with me."
With no intention of explaining, Liu Yu stood with his hands behind his back and a grave expression, addressing them in a low voice.
He could explain the stakes on the road. For now, the sooner they left, the better.
"Yes."
Though they still did not understand what had happened, their longstanding trust in him prompted Zhuo Mengzhen and Zhang Yi to turn and act immediately.
Since they had only intended to stay temporarily, rather than settle here for the long term, the three had left few belongings in the residence.
Combined with the speed at which cultivators moved, it took them less than a quarter of an hour to finish packing.
"Husband, everything is packed." "Master, everything is packed."
In less than a quarter of an hour, the two reappeared in the hall and reported with serious expressions.
All their belongings had been placed in Storage Rings or Storage Bags.
Liu Yu said nothing. His Divine Sense, which reached a hundred and twenty li, had already spread out before then, slowly sweeping every corner of the residence.
He checked carefully for anything they had overlooked, especially objects bearing traces of their auras, such as hair or fingernails.
He knew the Essentials of Demonic Cultivation backward and forward and was something of