Daylight gradually faded.
Three figures hid in the dense woods on the ridge, watching the mounted soldiers gallop away from the inn.
He Can crouched behind a bush, shielding his eyes from the rain with his hand, and asked:
"Have we been spotted?"
Zhang Chu looked as though he faced a formidable enemy, constantly scanning his surroundings, seemingly worried that Xie Jinhuan might pop up out of nowhere:
"They didn't enter the inn. They probably just want to cross the ridge before nightfall and find lodgings in town. But what are they going to Red Camphor County for?"
Wei Yunya stood beside him, leaning on the Soul-Summoning Banner, his body wreathed in black mist, almost blending into the night:
"The same thing we're going there for. This lad really does move as swiftly as racing thunder. Ye Shirong was only exposed yesterday, and he's already here today. He runs around even more diligently than we do."
He Can shrugged slightly. "He's always been like this. I'm used to it. Who told you lot to go after his father?"
Zhang Chu frowned. "Since Xie Jinhuan has discovered that we acted in Red Camphor County, the Imperial Court must know too..."
"He probably only picked up a few spiderweb strands and horse tracks from the files and came to verify them. If he were certain we acted at the Red Camphor County quarry, he wouldn't have brought just these few small fry."
Wei Yunya surveyed the distant figures, fell silent briefly, then continued:
"Fortunately, the sect learned its lesson this time and prepared three burrows like a crafty rabbit. As long as this lad dies here, the Imperial Court will inevitably focus on Red Camphor County, and we can take advantage of that to feint east and strike west."
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