Finally, he slowly paced, recalling and imitating his earlier frail appearance. After repeatedly confirming that there were no flaws in his entire body, he finally let out a sigh of relief.
"I can't because of me alone, add so much trouble for my benefactor!"
Early in the morning.
The master and his disciples get up one after another, pooling together the intelligence they have.
"Did you find anything?"
"The situation is unclear, it's hard to determine who informed the Divine Doctor about our situation."
"I think I know who it might be."
Zhao Sihai sighed deeply: "We should leave now, to get away from this place of dispute."
Under the watch of virtually no one in the city, the eldest disciple carried his master downstairs. Zhao Sihai and his party quietly checked out, hired a carriage, spread thick quilts on it, all just as before, not revealing a single flaw.
The disciples' faces were still full of sorrow, with no hint of happiness - this indeed wasn't too difficult.
