For a moment, while everyone settled in and waited for Wu Ling to explain their early morning departure and the decision they were supposed to make, Wu Ling just watched the group and tried to collect his thoughts. The timing for his mission had been dictated by their travel plans but now that he stood in front of them, he had no idea how they would react to his actions the previous evening.
As he surveyed the group, there were a few people he felt would understand. Su Xiang knew about his place in the Bamboo Silk House and Xiong Dahuo seemed to be no stranger to violence and bloodshed. The rest of them, however, he couldn't make any guesses about. He could only try to explain himself and hope that they understood well enough that they didn't want to immediately part ways with him and Su Xiang.
