A confident smile played on Ye Ming's lips. He had already devised a strategy and an escape route.
He immediately concealed his presence, left the house, and quickly vanished into the deep night.
「Meanwhile, elsewhere.」
Jiang Lan used physical fatigue as an excuse to have Chu Chan rest early. Once he was alone in the room, he leisurely strolled to the window, gazing at the moon as he sank into thought.
'Tonight is bound to be lively.'
'With so many young Celestial Prides gathered, including some powerful older cultivators with little lifespan left, Zixia Daoist probably won't let such a good opportunity slip by.'
'Given the knowledge of that Residual Soul with Ye Ming, it shouldn't be difficult for them to see the problem with the Array.'
'Once Ye Ming realizes this, he'll probably try to use it against me…'
Thinking of this, Jiang Lan found it rather amusing.
