The two went downstairs. Once they confirmed Bu Siqi was gone, Su Chen said to Wu Yang, "Senior Brother Teng is in trouble. Give me the Curse Scroll. Everyone, stay put and don't go anywhere. I must be the first one to report this matter about the Divine Blood."
"Okay," Wu Yang agreed without a moment's hesitation. "No one will leave until there's news."
Su Chen nodded, taking the Curse Scroll and its translation.
After leaving the hall, he saw many people had gathered on the street outside. Su Chen glanced up, then vanished into the shadows in a few quick flickers.
'Meng Qi's disguise was superb. Even Chong Jingtian couldn't see through it in person, not even with a mental probe. Now that he's dead, there's no proof. It's a classic case of being caught with mud on your pants—everyone's going to assume it's shit...'
Su Chen kept switching his mode of transport. 'The tricky part is proving that Meng Qi was the problem.'
