"Remember, conceal your tracks, and don't let anyone notice your presence," Lin Qian said as he gestured for the group of Swift Soldiers in front of him to move out.
"After all this is done, head to the secret valley behind the Wanxiang Sect and check on Gao Yuefei's situation."
"Yes!" The Swift Soldiers nodded, their figures transforming into shadows as they leapt off the cliff's edge by the forest.
Lin Qian walked to the edge of the cliff, his long hair whipping wildly in the fierce wind. He watched as the Swift Soldiers leapt down the cliff and eventually vanished from sight.
The image formed by the condensation of Thunder Soul Power also dispersed, eventually turning into specks of golden light that drifted and scattered in mid-air.
Finally, Lin Qian turned and left, heading towards his own residence. He believed in the strength of his Empire's soldiers and anticipated good news by tomorrow.
The next day, early morning.
