Song Heiran came out of the forest, his figure still hidden beneath the dark cloak. After casting a brief glance back at the forest, he headed back to the Red City.
"Hey, isn't that one of those Bone Tempering realm cultivators?" One of the gatekeepers commented when they saw him arrive before the city gates. Just like everyone else, he had been curious when a group of five Bone Tempering, wearing cloaks to hide their identities, left the city in a rush.
"Seems so. Let's see who it is." Another gatekeeper muttered. While they weren't allowed to stop anyone from leaving the city whenever and however they liked, they could stop and inspect the identities of those who entered.
Their commander heard them and shook his head.
