The flying raft soon crossed the boundary river and flew into Anhe territory.
Inside the raft, Hou Niao waited by the stump for a rabbit to come along, watching for any possible developments.
He knew perfectly well that Li Laiheng and his group from the Central Army Prefecture could not possibly pin all their hopes on the Commandant Prefecture and let him dictate their every move. In the Shan Kingdom, in Pingliang Prefecture, they might have no choice but to rely on him, but within the Anhe Kingdom, they had more powerful backers.
These people certainly would not sit idle. While investigating the truth, they would surely do something else as well-for instance, make life difficult for the Northern Anhe faction.
By escorting them on this journey, he could judge the other side's attitude from how much force they brought to bear. Now that he commanded a region, he could no longer avoid dealing with the Anhe Daoist Sect, including interference from the Wu Sect forces behind it.
Rather than passively endure it, he might as well make contact himself... and visit his old flame along the way.
He left the investigation in Pingliang Prefecture to Li Shipeng and Su Lingyun. Their task was to muddy the waters, the muddier the better; there was no hurry to resolve anything. This required a process, one in which quantitative changes accumulated into a qualitative transformation.
Such an ordinary flying raft, with two ordinary female cultivators aboard, would not be difficult to intercept en route. With him there to protect them, nothing could go wrong.
That was what he thought.
Their journey remained calm and uneventful. Never mind an interception-they did not even encounter anyone by chance... Had the women moved too quickly for those Southern Anhe Daoists to react?
Sanjiang Prefecture gathered