Duan Rong rode into the city on horseback. After several days of intense training in Wild Boar Mountain and a long journey, he indeed wore the look of someone weathered by the elements and weary from travel.
However, the moment Duan Rong staggered into the city on horseback, he focused his mind, and his Divine Sense suddenly extended outward, enveloping the surroundings.
The chestnut horse's hooves clattered slowly on the cobblestones, and after passing several alleyways, Duan Rong felt a stirring in his heart.
Someone had been following him from a tea house near the East City Gate, keeping a moderate distance.
That person wore a shabby felt hat and a coarse blue garment. Duan Rong focused his Divine Sense on the person, enveloping them.
The Divine Sense penetrated the felt hat, and Duan Rong clearly "saw" a face.
"It's Jie Daohan!"
