After taking the Interspatial Silk Sachet into his possession, Wang Mang smiled with satisfaction.
A hundred million Dao God Crystals had come to hand easily.
In the next moment, Wang Mang's figure suddenly disappeared from where he stood.
When he reappeared, he was already perched atop the eaves of a distant building.
Even though he could let his clone leave and thus scam some more Dao God Crystals,
Wang Mang was still curious about what sort of preparations these forces had for him.
To let this clone expose those preparations intended to deal with him wasn't considered a total loss.
Moreover, these hundred million Dao God Crystals had already allowed him to break even.
With this thought, Wang Mang casually sat cross-legged on the rooftop, waiting for both parties to perform.
It wasn't long before Wang Mang sensed an anomaly.
In his perception, all the people in the city were subtly leaving.
