Spurring his horse onward, Li Huowang quickly found the group of people on the street. The so-called Da Qi People blended seamlessly among the Da Liang folk, without a hint of discord. Nobody around them noticed any change.
As he caught up and reentered the group of Da Qi People, Li Huowang looked at the others discussing in low voices and felt a 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 couldn't help but add with 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 member of the Sitting Oblivion Path in disguise."
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. It's not my first time dealing with the Sitting Oblivion Path. Brother Zhuge, where are we headed?"
