The tenth day of the tenth month.
The day of their arranged meeting with the Divine Clan.
Rao Baoyue, disguised as Jiang Yuluo, arrived at Pengtian Ridge early with Tang Yan.
At Si Hour, the two headed to the spot where they had met the Divine Clan last time.
After they arrived, Tang Yan reminded her through Voice Transmission, "Someone's watching us. Xu Mao didn't warn me, so I suspect it's a lookout planted by the Divine Clan's higher-ups."
Rao Baoyue was utterly astonished. She had noticed nothing at all, yet this kid was so perceptive?
Without betraying anything, she replied, "Understood." The two set up a small table and drank tea while waiting for the Divine Clan's people.
A quarter of an hour after Si Hour began, Xu Mao came striding through the air from afar.
"President Jiang, Brother Zhang, have you been well?" their pawn greeted them with a broad smile.
"Thanks to your blessings, Silver Envoy, all is well. Why have you come alone?" Rao Baoyue asked, keeping up the act.
Xu Mao answered truthfully, "Gold Envoy Flying Thunder is waiting for you both at Xiaoye Mountain. Let's head over."
"Xiaoye Mountain? That's three hundred li away!" Displeasure crossed Rao Baoyue's face as she snorted. "Is this your attitude toward cooperation? Without a shred of trust, what the hell is there to discuss?"
"Please calm down, President Jiang. Our clan's identity is sensitive, so we need layers of precautions to evade everyone's eyes.
"This place isn't very safe. If we're discovered, you'll be implicated too, President Jiang.
"Being cautious benefits both sides.
"Three hundred li isn't far. We'll be there in a few steps. Please don't refuse, President Jiang," Xu Mao urged earnestly.
"Can Flying Thunder represent the Divine Clan?" Rao Baoyue asked.
"Yes. Flying Thunder has