Hou Yuxiao leaped onto the roof of the dilapidated temple and looked at the street not far away, where Wan Xiaolou walked into a tailor shop, and a trace of admiration instantly appeared on his face.
Despite being inside the building, he could clearly see everything happening on the streets, Wan Xiaolou didn't bother to hide his arrangement and spoke it out directly, obviously knowing that he could hear.
Helian Wuji's thunderous fury had a strong effect, the disciples of the Divine Sound Sect had been searching for him day and night in the city for seven consecutive days, now almost at a hair-trigger state, ready to swarm recklessly upon any whiff of him.
"This kid's method might actually work!"
Hou Yuxiao whispered softly to himself and slowly turned his head towards the eastern city, where the Divine Sound Sect's quarters were located, a hint of a dark color flashing in his eyes.
He hadn't left Yun Ye County in these seven days, not because he couldn't!
