Any problems will have to wait until I see Han Dong.
Jiang Feng glanced towards the Demon-Suppressing Martial Arts Hall, having watched all morning again today without seeing the two elderly cultivators come out. Feeling somewhat disappointed, he wondered whether he should just go in directly to ask them for clarity.
"Hmm?"
"They're out."
Just as he was about to get up and leave.
The two elderly cultivators from the Demon-Suppressing Martial Arts Hall finally appeared outside. They walked on the street with swift steps, spanning several meters with each stride. However, the people around seemed unaware of their unusual presence, as if unable to catch their shadows.
Only someone like Jiang Feng, with such prowess, could clearly see their trajectory.
He followed them quietly.
Watching them exit through the North City Gate towards Laojun Mountain, Jiang Feng felt elated, suppressing his aura as he tailed them.
