Several hours later.
Fang Xi returned to the White Cloud Martial Arts School.
"Junior Brother, how did it go?"
Liu Taotao and Tang Xuan immediately gathered around him.
They, too, were among the inner disciples who had chosen to stay during the previous commotion at the school.
Fang Xi shook his head, "Taking advantage of the opportunity while those strange people returned to their nests, I went to check out the city gates... The city is now shrouded in a layer of black fog, and trying to pass through is hindered by a strange force. I'm afraid that Black Stone City is truly isolated from the outside world now."
Tang Xuan immediately became utterly despairing.
Fang Xi, however, looked thoughtfully at the towering tree canopy in the city center: "I suggest... we first relocate to the edge of Black Stone City, close to the city wall, and establish a stronghold there..."
"Why?"
