But just then, among the other two demonic cultivators who had not moved, a bald brute suddenly spoke. "Fellow Daoist, you said you were looking for friends. Are you planning to form a team with others again?"
Li Yan's heart stirred when he heard this. It's here!
From the information they had gathered earlier, they had learned that some demonic cultivators in town seemed to be reorganizing their teams.
These teams were often made up of only a few people. Li Yan and the other four had discussed the reason for this, but none of them had come up with a good answer.
If this place was a gathering point for a massive army's assault, then all cultivators should have been assigned to teams already. There should have been no need to form teams anew.
Before they understood what was going on, the others had overlooked this final piece of information.
But Li Yan felt they could give it a try, which was why his words had been deliberately ambiguous.
He turned and shot the bald brute a sidelong glance. "I originally wanted to find familiar people and form a team, so we could make preparations early. But I haven't been able to find them for the moment."
"With people constantly coming and going through town, bringing along these human cultivators would not only be of no help—at certain times, they would only get in the way."
Everything Li Yan had said just now was a trap laid according to his own deductions, though he did not have much confidence in it.
If it failed, he would try again under another pretext.
Still, judging from the indifferent attitudes of the demonic cultivators in the courtyard, Li Yan felt the most likely outcome was that they would have no choice but