The group did not waste time.
Pan Zheng and the others walked at a fast pace through the city streets, which were already beginning to fill with morning activity. Kyrian followed them effortlessly, his ice eyes scanning the surroundings out of habit.
They exited through the main gates of the City of Red Smoke without standing in line. Pan Zheng showed a metal badge to the guards, and they immediately allowed them through.
Outside, near the gates, the rest of the group was already waiting.
As Kyrian had expected, there were approximately ten people gathered, all wearing robes similar to those of Pan Zheng and his companions. They were, apparently, disciples of the Mountain Flame Sect and allied forces.
And most of them did not seem pleased with the delay.
