All the entrances had been blocked, heavily monitored with disciples and elders on high alert. It seemed that with Liu Sumeng causing such a ruckus, his escape had been made evident. There was talk about demonic cultivation being used in the prison.
He paid the gossip little mind but absently noted that such rumors had a chance of becoming an annoyance in the future. He wondered if becoming a demonic cultivator would maybe abscond any favoritism toward his position as heir…
That was a thought for another day.
The fox seemed to pick up on the fact that his mind had been drifting and nibbled on his ankle to remind him of the situation.
The situation was not good.
