While the Body Sect was handing out rewards for meritorious service, the Clear Sky Sect was already running around like ants on a hot pan.
Simply sending messages was no longer fast enough. Four elders personally led teams out to find the disciples who were away.
"Third, Fourth, Fifth, we'll split up. We must be quick!"
"Understood."
After giving that reminder, the Second Elder was the first to leave with a team.
In a town several dozen li south of the Clear Sky Sect.
Several Clear Sky Sect disciples walked along the street. The sturdy young man leading them had center-parted hair. He was Tang Long, the foremost disciple of the Clear Sky Sect's third generation.
"Brother Long, this is the place!"
One Clear Sky Sect disciple said gravely, "According to the information we gathered, someone suspected to be Tang Hao appeared here."
"Mm."
Tang Long nodded. "Keep your eyes wide open and look carefully."
They continued forward. People bustled along the street, but they spotted no one who resembled Tang Hao.
"Brother Long, there's a teahouse over there. Should we rest our feet and ask around for information?" One disciple pointed to the roadside.
Tang Long nodded. "All right. Let's go."
They headed toward the teahouse.
Tang Long was in front, and his steps paused as he crossed the threshold.
He suddenly felt something was wrong, but he could not put his finger on what it was.
"Strange..."
Tang Long muttered and instinctively glanced back at the street. Everything was as usual.
"What's wrong, Brother Long?"
"Nothing."
Tang Long shook his head and entered the teahouse.
There were few people inside, just a handful of customers drinking tea. Behind the counter, the proprietor had his head lowered as he worked an abacus.
Tang Long picked a seat at