In the shadows, a pair of eyes constantly watched over Gu Sheng’s camp.
Gu Sheng sensed it but decided not to act.
He knew someone was observing him, and since that person wanted to hear things firsthand, he let them be. Everyone from the south side of the city had gathered; sooner or later, some things would reach their ears.
"Lan Yao, tear some meat."
"Alright, there’s plenty of game here; everyone should eat more."
Gu Sheng’s side was lively, making the observer frown deeply.
"So complacent and unambitious; seems like it’s not any renowned sect."
As he lowered the curtain, someone stopped to rest in front of his camp.
"What bad luck. If I had known Luo Qin was like this, I shouldn’t have come here."
"Yeah, I thought he’d lead Qingcheng Sect well and be a noble person, but turns out he’s a scoundrel. If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have come."
"Sigh, it’s truly unlucky. We came with one heart for Qingcheng Sect, only to end up like this. You say he didn’t show his true colors earlier or later, but right now."
"If it weren’t for Shopkeeper Wang fighting desperately, we wouldn’t have seen his true face. But in a way, it’s good; at least we see who he really is in advance and can avoid him in the future."
"Yes, yes, avoiding is all it takes. There are so many renowned sects here; it’s not like we desperately need him. We can choose again. If I lack strength, am I afraid no one will want me? Come, let’s look around some more."
After a brief rest, the two got up and left.
Just as they left, the man stepped out.
Watching the direction in which they left, he frowned deeply.
Gu Sheng glanced his way, smirked slightly, and quickly withdrew his gaze.
The man also glanced his way, seeing him still eating meat heartily, he decisively followed the footsteps of those two, roaming around.
The number of people from the south side of the city increased, and topics about Luo Qin were abundant.
Qingcheng Sect hadn’t arrived, so people naturally spoke without reservation.
For a time, topics gradually spread, and everywhere the man went, discussions were about Luo Qin.
Upon discovering that he planned to ruthlessly eliminate the shopkeeper he’d collaborated with for years over a dagger, forcing many shopkeepers to reveal secrets to save themselves, the man’s brow furrowed tightly.
He randomly grabbed someone and asked coldly, "Is what you’re saying true?"
"Of course, this matter can’t be fake. People from the south of the city witnessed it firsthand. Luo Qin oppressed these shopkeepers for years; now that things have blown up, it’s only fortunate for him!"
"Did someone really witness it firsthand?"
As soon as he asked, someone beside him instantly patted their chest.
"I saw it myself and was even beaten by his men. This is evidence!"
Seeing the injury on that person’s arm, the man tightly pressed his lips, his expression unpleasant.
"Looking at your expression, are you here for the Qingcheng Sect? I’ve heard Luo Qin’s men are all death soldiers, not from the orthodox path, so you should consider carefully."
Hearing this, the man’s brow furrowed even tighter.
"Do you have basis for saying this?"
"No, just hearsay, believe it or not."
The person didn’t want to get tangled up with him and waved him off.


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