While the Astral Express was being turned away at the Xianzhou's gates, the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus were thriving and expanding in secret.
In a dimly lit and secluded room, Danshu sat in a chair with a blindfold over her eyes, facing a subordinate who knelt submissively at her feet. Her voice was unusually cold and detached.
"How are our intelligence networks progressing?"
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