"It looks like we'll be parting ways with Elder He soon."
Zhao Xishan shook his head slightly.
That was just how life went.
He Hong was born and raised here, so his choice to stay in Martial Might Commandery City was understandable.
"I'd like to go back and see what the Ancestral Court is like now, too."
Wan Quan smiled.
"The world is dark and chaotic these days. With so many people evacuating together, it'll be easy to attract evil spirits and weird beings."
"I'd rather stay here."
Cheng Ziping was cautious by nature and preferred to remain in Martial Might Commandery City.
With his cultivation, joining the Eight Directions Trading Alliance would be easy enough. He wouldn't have to worry about going hungry.
After briefly exchanging their views, the elders said their farewells and left.
Night fell.
Martial Might Commandery City also enforced a curfew. Once it grew dark, ordinary citizens were forbidden from appearing on the streets.
The only figures visible outside were the patrolling soldiers of the General's Mansion.
Yet a dark figure slipped silently through the city gate.
Not a single person noticed him.
"Let's see which one of you is the mole."
The figure was none other than Lu Mian.
The Lu Mian who had appeared at the Sunflame Daoist Grounds that day was only his Mirror Nightmare Clone. His real body had remained outside the city all along.
This was the strategy Lu Mian had always followed.
He left his Mirror Nightmare Clone in dangerous places while his real body waited outside the city to provide support.
But Lu Mian hadn't expected to have to hunt down a mole as soon as he entered the city, so his real body had no choice but to sneak in.
After all, the Mirror Nightmare Clone