Chapter: 325

Cheongsan was sure that if he asked them, he would find out the stranger who had visited that day.

He also lived in such a place before entering the Qingcheng sect, so he knew the habits of the people well. He was confident that he would be able to find the whereabouts of the assassin before this evening.�

But to his surprise, until the sun went down, he did not once meet any person from the mansion who testified that they saw a stranger that day.

�No, does this make sense? That many people didn�t see a stranger that day.�

Cheongsan muttered with a puzzled expression on his face. Cheong-yeob comforted him.

�Maybe the assassin broke in through another route, so don�t be heartbroken.�

�That doesn�t make any sense. This is obviously the best route.�

�Hu! It�s getting late today, so let�s try again tomorrow.�

�But��

�Think of the other disciples as well.�

At that moment, Cheongsan looked at his disciples.

The second and third generation disciples were looking at Cheongsan with a straight face. They were very tired from exploring Cheongsan�s command all day.

It was unreasonable to push them further.

�I apologize, everyone. Amitabha! Then we�re going to rest today at a guesthouse and look for the assassin again tomorrow.�

�You thought well.�

�But, is there an inn that can hold this many people?�

�Why are we going to an in? When you go to Chengdu, there is the Golden River ClanSS.�

�Oh!�

Cheongsan let out a sigh.

Golden Gate is a sect closely related to the Qingcheng sect. They were located north of the Chengdu, ready to provide accommodation for the Qingcheng sect a at any time.

�We must hurry to enter the Golden Gate.�

�Okay, let�s go.�

�Yes!�

The two left Jintang County with the disciples of the Qingcheng sect

In order to get to the Golden Gates, one had to pass through the downtown area of ??Chengdu.

As the dozens of disciples moved, people looked at them with curious eyes. It was because they recognized that they were the masters of the Qingcheng sect.

It was not easy to see the disciples of the Qingcheng sect on the streets, no matter how strong they were. It was even rarer for such a large number of disciples to travel in a group.

People looked at the disciples of the Qingcheng sect as if they were a rare spectacle.

Cheong-yeob was concerned about the gaze of those people, but he worked hard to pretend he was calm and moved on. But when he arrived at the center of Chengdu, his footsteps had no choice but to stop.

It was because of a group of people walking from the opposite side. JrNovels.com