Inside the room, the middle-aged woman in fitted black clothes, who had remained silent all this time, suddenly said, "We mustn't overlook the young man accompanying Fu Nantian and Fu Yingying.
"According to Zhang Honglin, that young man's name is Chen An, and he might be an Entry-Rank expert."
The dark-faced man laughed heartily. "Ranked martial artists aren't cabbages growing in a field. How could there be so many of them?
"Besides, judging by Zhang Honglin's description, this brat Chen An is in his early twenties at most. How could he possibly be a ranked martial artist?
"Everyone, let's stop jumping at shadows here.
"I dare say that in another hour at most, they'll be back, and they'll bring the key to the Martial Saint Treasury with them."
At this, the Yellow-Robed Man seated beside the dark-faced man spoke quietly. "Now that you mention it, you've reminded me of something.
"Fu Nantian and Fu Yingying have been imprisoned in Windrise Stronghold all these years, and recently, someone from Windrise Stronghold has made a name for himself throughout the Desolate Ruins."
The woman in black added, "Do you mean Chen Shi'an, who placed fourth at the Gathering of Heroes?"
The Yellow-Robed Man nodded. "Exactly. Chen An and Chen Shi'an-their names differ by only one character. Isn't that a little too much of a coincidence?"
Had Chen Shi'an heard this conversation, who knew what he would have thought?
Although Fu Nantian had given him an alias, he really had put far too little thought into it.
The dark-faced man laughed heartily again. "How could that be? Chen Shi'an is a big shot in Windrise Stronghold now. Why would he come all the way here?
"Besides, Windrise Stronghold kept Fu Nantian imprisoned for so long precisely because they wanted the treasury key in