「Four hours prior.」
This was the largest gathering place for the Featherfalling God's followers within his Divine Realm. Because the Emperor's City considered itself a great city, most of its inner cities did not have walls. Instead, a few layers of Barriers served to demarcate their boundaries.
Wu Wang, with his Yin Yang Eight Trigrams Great Dao, could easily pick locks and slip through doors. Infiltrating behind enemy lines was a trivial matter for him.
At this moment, he sat on the flying eaves of a tall building, wrapped in Yin and Yang Qi. His mind was occupied with that bewitching figure, but he still devoted half of his focus to the upcoming 'battle' beneath him.
He had assumed that General Xiong San and the others, having just arrived, would need to rest for at least ten days to half a month. Wu Wang had even planned how he would spend that time with the Young Master, allowing their feelings for each other to slowly yet firmly intensify.
