Li Tianzhuo, Xiuming, and Deng Yan'an, hidden in the shadows, took in the entire scene. They had been trailing Wang Ping, fearing he would be no match for Xitong should they cross paths.
Wang Ping glanced toward the eaves of the pavilion across the street, as if exchanging a look with the three of them. When he left Yihong Brothel, he didn't forget to grab a jar of wine, drinking as he walked. He strolled from one end of the street to the other, wandering until the third watch of the night, yet there was still no sign of any movement from the Blood Moon Sect.
Unable to do anything else, Wang Ping could only continue his aimless wandering. He eventually reached the riverbank, sat down, and sipped his wine while gazing at the moon, his demeanor heavy, as if burdened by worry.
Chapter 224