Tong Mingshan had left, and Shi Chun remained alone, quietly pleased with himself for quite a while.
As for the other two, An Wuzhi and Zhu Xiangxin, he had waited a long time, but ultimately they did not show up.
He didn't seek them out, nor would he, nor did he need to. The best course of action was to pretend ignorance.
When it came to betrayal by his companions and the like, he had long grown accustomed to it. If there was betrayal, surely something had gone wrong.
When faced with significant interests, not allowing people to choose, only demanding loyalty on moral grounds, that was not the fault of others, but rather one's own issue.
If the endeavor succeeded, betrayal mattered not; if it failed, no one could be retained.
In the Divine Fire Palace inn's lobby, Bai Shuchuan, looking here and there, burst in with two fellow sect members and headed straight for the guest rooms.
