How many times had this been that the paper swallows he created broke apart upon use?
Shu Guan was seriously pondering this question at the moment.
Based on how dry the bloodstains on the paper swallow were, it must have been a long time ago, likely one of the first few times he had acted after arriving in Shen City, most probably when he sought revenge for Xiao Ru.
Holding the paper swallow up to the sunlight, Shu Guan thought so.
Of course, he wasn't completely certain, as it was impossible for him to remember every minute detail of every paper swallow he had casually folded.
Moreover, delving into this matter now was meaningless.
If someone had come knocking on his door with this paper swallow in hand, he could completely discard the hope he'd had until now.
The Seven Immortals Alliance already knew very well who he was; they had come specifically for him.
...But how had they uncovered his identity?
Shu Guan still found it very puzzling.
