"What is happening in the sect?"
"The sect? You don't know the least of it."
In the streets of what looked like a small city was a group of young men who were sitting at a food stall, eating their Margherita pizzas, the speciality of their outer sect, while watching a group of uniformed law enforcement members patrolling the streets.
They moved in a group of five. Each one of them had cultivation of the foundation stage or above.
They were all holding a small metallic device which looked like a detector with a mini radar.
Hearing the conversation between the first two disciples of the outer sect, the third one nodded. "This is very tame compared to what I saw in the city during my mission."
He raised his head and looked at the street with a distant look in his eyes. "Everyone was so scared to come on the streets as a small platoon of soldiers moved on the road, with scary looks on their faces."
