"Young Master, you should consider leaving this place. Shopkeeper You has already been secretly gathering news from this side. Only after probing through many channels did this subordinate learn something.
The other side has handled matters without a single drop leaking through, and all the people he sent out are his trusted confidants. If I were to capture one of them for a Soul Search, Shopkeeper You would definitely notice.
So we have only been gathering information from the periphery. From what we have learned, he seems to be trying to confirm whether you have come here.
This place is too far from the main headquarters. Although the manpower under me appears to be about equal to his, if Shopkeeper You harbors other intentions—
Then the people he can mobilize will be far more than just those from his own shop. After you return, Young Master, it would be best to have the Chief of the Main Headquarters send more people here.
For you to come here in secret like this, so 'quietly,' the risk is truly too great. This time, you have... been somewhat reckless."
As he spoke, the rotund fat man took out a handkerchief and continuously wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead.
Though he was already a powerful Void Refinement cultivator, he could not be bothered to use spiritual power to suppress his body's natural regulation. He simply enjoyed the feeling of sweating naturally.
Yet as he spoke, his face was grave. By the end, though he had voiced his concern, he still did not dare complain too openly.
The young master's "quiet" arrival was, in truth, merely what he had displayed on the surface, meant to make certain observant people believe that was the case.
Every seemingly furtive movement of the handsome young man