Spurring the horse to its fastest, Li Huowang quickly found a group of people on the street, that so-called crowd of Da Qi People blended right in among the Da Liang folk, without a hint of discord, and nobody around noticed any change.
As he caught up again, reentering the group of Da Qi People, and looking at those others quietly discussing in low voices, Li Huowang felt a rather peculiar sensation.
It was as if all these people before him were just actors, circling Zhuge Yuan and playing house.
"Brother Li, where did you wander off to this time?" Zhuge Yuan asked curiously, then, unable to help himself, reminded with some concern, "There are a lot of people around here, and tongues wag freely. You'd better be careful—who knows if one of them might be a Sitting Oblivion Path in disguise."
"Don't worry, I know, I've dealt with Sitting Oblivion for more than a day or two. Brother Zhuge, where are we headed?"
