The night stretched taut as a bowstring.
A sudden flutter of panic seized Shang Huaitong. His keen Sword Sensibility immediately alerted him that something was wrong with the atmosphere, but the black-robed man had not told him what would happen tonight.
"B-benefactor..."
"The time has come," the black-robed man said softly. He looked toward the tall tree beyond the estate. "Do you know who is in that tree?"
Shang Huaitong froze. He knew he must be under surveillance, but he had never sensed that shadow.
"Li Weiru," the black-robed man revealed the answer. "You should know that name."
Shang Huaitong's pupils contracted.
No wonder he had never noticed.
But why would it be Li Weiru? Wasn't Jade Feather too occupied to spare anyone these days? Watching him... why would that require a Grandmaster like him?
"Because they're waiting for me," the black-robed man continued. "They know I'll come to you."
"..."
"Wu Dong and An Zang are both waiting. So long as I reveal the slightest trace..." He chuckled softly. "This place will become a net spanning heaven and earth."
"..." Shang Huaitong had never heard anything about this.
"The Sun-Swallowing Society, [Cold Scholar] Shang Minggao, and a genuine genius with him. If your eyes could see through two streets, you would see them," he said softly. "The only good news is that Ming Qitian is finally gone."
"..." Shang Huaitong still could not utter a word. He felt a little cold now, because he had just picked out the original question from the unfamiliar information filling his ears.
-Why would they think... the person before him would come looking for him?
Just then, the black-robed man gently turned his gaze toward him. "You won't accomplish this."
"Wh-what?"
"If he were in your place, what do you think he would