Ye Zhiqiu had come to tell the two of them that the North Court had been unsealed and everyone released from house arrest.
Chu Xisheng was utterly surprised. He exchanged a suspicious glance with Chu Yunyun, then could no longer contain his curiosity and ventured, "Instructor, has an elder arrived from the main sect?"
"No. Who told you an elder would be coming?" Ye Zhiqiu looked a little odd as she spoke.
On the very day of the incident, Jian Zangfeng had sent a flying talisman to the sect requesting aid.
But the sect's reply had taken them all by surprise.
Ao Guo, the War Hall's grand elder, had said, "Since this person has harmed no one, let them do as they please. Our sect currently has other important business and cannot attend to anything else."
In other words, their War Hall had no one to spare. Since the person harbored no ill intent, they should simply muddle through.
The question was, what important business at the Formless Divine Sect Headquarters could make them disregard even a clue to the supreme treasure, the God-Defying Banner?
The Formless Divine Sect held Youzhou in check. Its headquarters stood at the northernmost edge of the Great Ning Kingdom's territory, facing the descendants of three great Giant Gods alone. The situation was dire.
But as a mighty first-rank divine sect, surely it could spare a single third-rank elder.
Left with no alternative, Jian Zangfeng could only stall and wait for things to change.
By today, however, he could stall no longer.
Commandery dignitaries such as Commandery Commandant Shen Zhou and Cao Xuan of the Embroidery Guard did not dare clamor or complain in Jian Zangfeng's presence.
The trouble was that Xiushui Commandery's streets and towns all needed patrols. Without the Six Fan Gate's constables