"I know what to do." Lu Zhou stroked his beard and nodded.
"Thank you, old senior…"
Lu Zhou leaped onto Whitzard.
Little Yuan'er sat in front while Qin Jun stood on Whitzard's back as it flew toward the Evil Sky Pavilion.
With the Demon Sword on his back, Jiang Aijian left the Mausoleum of Swords a happy man.
…
Meanwhile, inside the secluded hut.
The gray-robed cultivator, Ye Zhixing, appeared. He bowed and said, "Sect master, the old senior has safely left the Mausoleum of Swords. The Demon Sword is now in Jiang Aijian's hands."
Si Wuya opened his eyes. He looked at the sun and said with a sigh, "It's good enough that he left… Did you find out anything about Jiang Aijian?"
"That man's movements are unpredictable and secretive. We found nothing yet."
"Continue your investigation."
"Understood."
Si Wuya stood up. He placed his hands on his back and asked, "Any news from the four other mice?"
