at the same time.
Lin Shiyin, who was walking on the street, suddenly stopped and turned her head sharply as if she had discovered something.
Noticing Lin Shiyin's unusual behavior, Xiao Zhao couldn't help but turn her head to take a look.
Then, following Lin Shiyin's gaze, one could see several martial artists wielding long swords.
Seeing this, Xiao Zhao couldn't help but ask, "Does Sister Lin know those people?"
As soon as the words left her mouth, Lin Shiyin, who was standing next to her, almost gritted her teeth and said, "Of course I recognize you. I'll never forget you, even if I become a ghost."
As she spoke, Lin Shiyin remained motionless, staring at the several martial artists wielding long swords behind her.
Upon hearing Xiao Zhao's voice, Chu Qinghe and the others also turned to look at Lin Shiyin.
Looking at Lin Shiyin's expression, and then glancing at the several sword-wielding warriors who had already walked three zhang away, Chu Qinghe raised an eyebrow and said, recalling the smell of rust he had just caught: "People from the Rust Sect?"
Upon hearing Chu Qinghe's words, Lin Shiyin nodded slightly and said, "The one in the middle is Zhuge Yang, the leader of the Iron Rust Sect."
After confirming the identities of those people from Lin Shiyin, Chu Qinghe couldn't help but let out a soft "hmm" in his heart.
At the same time, Qu Feiyan couldn't help but ask in confusion, "Isn't the Iron Rust Gate in Liyang City? How come the leader of the Iron Rust Gate has come to the capital?"
Xiao Zhao asked, "Could it be that they've also come for the showdown between Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng?"
Qu Feiyan rolled her eyes and said, "Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng are using swords, not knives. Moreover, both Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng are at the peak of the Grandmaster realm. Even if Zhuge Yang were to keep an eye on them, he probably wouldn't be able to see clearly the movements of their fight. Why would they travel thousands of miles to this Ming Dynasty just to hear a few sounds?"
Not every martial artist is like them, cultivating Heaven-rank martial arts.
Although the sect leader of the Iron Rust Sect is already at the late stage of the Innate Realm, his strength is far inferior to that of Xiao Zhao and Qu Feiyan.
Not to mention watching the game.
While Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao were discussing, Shuimu Yinji looked at Lin Shiyin and asked, "What are you thinking?"
As soon as the sound came out, Xiao Zhao and Qu Feiyan also fell silent and looked at Lin Shiyin.
Lin Shiyin looked troubled when asked by the Water Mother Yin Ji.
With her father's killer, who had destroyed the Demon Blade Sect, right in front of her, it would be impossible for Lin Shiyin not to have any thoughts about it.
However, when Lin Shiyin asked Chu Qinghe to take her in, she made it clear that if she sought revenge against the Iron Rust Gate, it would be up to Lin Shiyin herself.
However, Lin Shiyin's current cultivation level is only at the first-class perfection stage, and she has not yet entered the early stage of the innate realm.
Facing a martial artist like Zhuge Yang, who is in the late stage of the Innate Realm, their strength might be slightly inferior.
However, before Lin Shiyin could think further, Chu Qinghe's voice slowly rang out.
"Let's go! Since we've already met, it must be fate. Let's see what's going on."
Upon hearing this, Lin Shiyin looked at Chu Qinghe in surprise.
But the next second, Lin Shiyin, regaining her senses, couldn't help but show her delight and said, "Thank you, young master."
Qu Feiyan, who also understood Chu Qinghe's meaning, couldn't help but show a strange expression.
"fate……."
When his gaze shifted slightly to Zhuge Yang and the others in the distance, he couldn't help but feel a sense of sorrow for them.
"This kind of fate is probably not a compliment."
Then, the group turned around and followed Zhuge Yang and his companions at a distance.
With the bustling crowd on the street, and the ordinary appearances of Chu Qinghe and his companions after their disguise, Zhuge Yang and his group were completely unaware that several more people were following them.
After following Zhuge Yang for nearly a quarter of an hour, Chu Qinghe and the others stopped as Zhuge Yang entered a huge mansion.
Raising her gaze slightly, Qu Feiyan looked at the house with the words "Rust Gate" on the plaque in her line of sight and asked in surprise, "This Rust Gate has actually moved to the capital?"
Not only Qu Feiyan, but even Lin Shiyin next to her couldn't help but show surprise on her face.
It should be noted that the capital city, located under the emperor's nose, is extremely wealthy but also has many rules and regulations.
Within this capital city, there are also the Six Doors, the Dragon Guard Manor, and the Eastern Depot jointly overseeing the city.
One can imagine the situation of ordinary martial arts forces in this capital city.
Either they have someone in the imperial court backing them up, or they are powerful in their own right.
Otherwise, a second-rate power coming to the capital would not be as well off as some local third-rate powers.
Unlike more remote towns, where one can essentially become a local tyrant as long as an agreement is reached with the local government.
Therefore, the fact that the rusty iron gate, which was in Liyang City just a few months ago, has now been moved to the capital is quite intriguing.
After pondering for a moment, Chu Qinghe's gaze fell on an elderly woman who was buying simple jewelry.
"Go and ask what's going on?"
Upon hearing Chu Qinghe's signal, Qu Feiyan immediately set off and approached the old woman.
After buying a decent-looking hairpin, Qu Feiyan returned and slowly said, "I just found out that the rusty gate was moved here a month ago, and there are often agents from the Eastern Depot coming and going. It seems that they have defected to the Eastern Depot."
"A month ago?"
Faced with the information Qu Feiyan had gathered, Chu Qinghe's doubts deepened.
But the next moment, as if he had suddenly realized something, a look of understanding appeared on Chu Qinghe's face.
After glancing at the several figures secretly watching him from a corner in the distance, Chu Qinghe sneered inwardly.
Muscle strain, I need to be careful! Luckily it's not a big problem!
(End of this chapter)
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