"Just dragging it out with a carriage like this, won't it expose us?" Ye Meng felt a bit worried.
"It won't. This old man has far more ways than us." Fang Che smiled.
The reason he didn't follow was right here.
Sikong Dou's methods were enough for Fang Che to trust completely. If such a small matter could expose Sikong Dou, the thief of the continent, then Fang Che felt Sikong Dou might as well find a piece of tofu and smash his head against it.
At night, Ye Meng and Zhao Ying'er went to bed for a night talk.
Fang Che was left alone in the empty room, tossing and turning.
He found a book and read until midnight.
Seeing the time was about right, he quietly opened the window, activated the Nightmare Divine Technique taught by Emperor Ye, and silently transformed into a wisp of green smoke, drifting out.
It's been a long time since the Starlight Master came online to work.
If he doesn't appear soon, Zhao Wushang and others might think he's dead...
