"Why was I not informed of the mayor's arrival?" Wu Hei questioned in a cold tone.

"My lord, we… could not. We sensed the spirit qi scanning over the manor before the Mayor's carriage entered the manor. As per your previous orders, we chose to hide and did not expose ourselves to the Mayor." The masked man spoke in a nervous tone.

A confused expression appeared on Wu Hei's face for a moment before he spoke again.

"The Mayor used spirit sense? But I did not detect it!? Are you sure of this?" Wu Hei questioned.

"Yes, my lord. I swear on my life." The masked man answered as he tapped his chest with his fist to show his determination.

"Hmm…" Wu Hei hummed as he rubbed his chin.

'Father is getting sneakier. He never did this before. Has he started to suspect something, perhaps?' Wu Hei thought to himself.

"Alright, it's fine then. But keep a closer eye next time. I want to know if he even gets close to the eastern district next time." Wu Hei ordered.

"Yes, my lord!" The masked man replied.

Wu Hei then continued thinking for about five minutes during which, the masked man stayed silent and waited.

"There will be some new guests in our district soon, the disciples of Tri cauldron peony sect. I want every single movement of theirs reported to me when they arrive." Wu Hei ordered.

"As you command, my lord." The masked man responded with his head lowered.

"You can go now." Wu Hei dismissed the man.

stood up and was just about to leave the

should be useful if our assumptions about him are correct. So far, he's only lived up to it."

wish, my lord." The masked man replied before swiftly leaving to complete his

again and slouched slightly as

~Sigh~

this. There is certainly something bothering him, I need to find out.' Wu Hei thought to himself. 'And these 'culprits', I wonder if they found out anything new

***

sitting down below the spirit apple tree and had his eyes

attempt at practicing the nameless technique created by the lost immortal. He was channeling his spirit

was barely left with a hundred wisps now, along with six drops

for now. Still, he did not lose hope and knew that he should

~Huu~

out a breath

~Sigh~

if I'm doing

and stood up to practice with his weapons. He took out the spear and practiced the routine demonstrated in the thousand

short sword, it

a second preference

the thousand

should try visiting old man Jing again. Maybe he has a spear that is a

~pop~

the sharp tip of the

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