On the Official Road leading from North Wind Town to Du Village, more than a hundred black-clad men were using the cover of night to creep toward the relay inn.
At the sight, Daoist Chu was bewildered at first, then instinctively thought, They're not fucking coming for the Little Marquis, are they? After all, the brat announced in front of everyone that he knew where the Human Emperor's Heir was. It would only be natural for people to keep tabs on him and fight over him!
"This is hard. Dao Lord, my fucking life is hard! I still haven't figured out how to deal with Niu Dali, and now this whole mob of black-clad men pops up. What the fuck am I supposed to do?"
"...!"
He was not afraid of fighting, but he was terrified that the Little Marquis, whose spiritual power had been sealed, would get fucking slaughtered right at the start. Alone and outnumbered, he could not rescue him in time, so he was incredibly nervous, his palms slick with sweat.
The foremost talent of Nine Li's younger generation, Dongdeng Prefecture's brightest jinx, dying just after entering the Migration Land, before he had even shown his Life-Bound Divine Method... that would make him an enormous joke.
Deeply conflicted, Daoist Chu urgently considered his options while watching the movements of the hundred-odd black-clad men.
Meanwhile, inside the relay inn.
Niu Dali sat alone in his bedroom, his head lowered as he fiddled with a Spiritual Communication Jade Butterfly, communicating with someone unknown.
Outside his door, two personal guards stood watch, yawning constantly, ready to attend to Commander Niu at any moment while keeping an eye on the Little Marquis in the room opposite.
The Little Marquis had been fed Spirit-Sealing Powder and pierced with Source-Sealing Nails, leaving him