Zhao Ming grew more and more expansive in his speech, talking on and on without end.
The smile remained on Zhong Haoran's face, but inwardly he grew ever more anxious. He glanced around and sent a low voice transmission. "Zhong Zhan, have you discovered anything amiss?"
Zhong Zhan had not spoken all along, standing behind the others. Hearing Zhong Haoran's question now, he hastily replied by voice transmission, "Reporting to Martial Uncle, I have found nothing unusual. Moreover, after our discussion, I assigned extra men to watch the places we passed through and see whether there were any ambushes. Yet no news has arrived even now!"
"What about Yunshu?" Zhong Haoran glanced toward Fei Yunshu elsewhere and continued asking Zhong Zhan through voice transmission.
Zhong Zhan understood Zhong Haoran's painstaking intentions and smiled. "Yunshu has remained in contact with me. According to his voice transmissions, his disciples have found nothing unusual either! Even the disciples he sent out on Martial Uncle's behalf have found nothing at all!"
"Alas..." Zhong Haoran sighed and could not help turning to look over the boundless snowfields behind them. "This old man has tested every Creation Sect Master. That first Sect Leader Token absolutely could not have been issued by any one of them! Therefore, there must be someone behind us, and by now, whatever this person intends to do ought to have revealed itself, shouldn't it? Yet we clearly know there are arrangements behind us, and still we cannot see anything!"
"Perhaps there is no such person," Zhong Zhan replied blandly. "This is merely our desire to contend for power! Didn't you see it? During the discussion, every sect leader was fired up with righteous indignation. They all felt that Martial Uncle's Sect Leader Token had voiced their innermost feelings. Every one of them