'This time, let's see where you can run!'
He thought to himself as his figure flitted across the tightly packed rooftops, chasing a butterfly and the opportunity to break through to a higher realm.
...
Chu Fan pushed open the wooden door to his courtyard and habitually scanned the area with a vigilant eye.
Everything in the courtyard was as it should be; the jujube and osmanthus trees rustled in the evening wind.
Chu Fan walked over to the stone bench in the courtyard and sat down, his expression serene.
He was well aware of Zhou Ye's scheme to use the Moon Worship Sect as a borrowed blade.
The Moon Worship Sect operated in secret and was filled with masters; he wanted absolutely nothing to do with them.
Until now, he had only ever been on the defensive and had never taken the initiative to move against the Moon Worship Sect.
