Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“Hiding your strength is also one of the strategies in competition,” Hong Fang remarked, and Gu Chaoyan nodded in agreent. She was pleased with Hong Fang’s awareness. Having achieved their breakthrough as martial artists in just a few days, they had no desire to return to show off. Instead, their plan was to erge victorious. This mindset impressed Gu Chaoyan, although she hadn’t closely observed the disciples who seed rushed. Nonetheless, she felt content with their progress. It was a stroke of fate.
Since they were well aware of what needed to be done, Gu Chaoyan saw no need to say anything further. “We are entering the Bai Clan now,” she began. “While the Bai Clan is a large clan, it has welcod many people from various places over the years. Therefore, they are not xenophobic. Currently, there are many individuals from other regions at the Bai Clan who have co to exchange pills and magical weapons. If you go there, you won’t attract much attention,” Hong Fang explained.
“However,” Hong Fang continued, “the Bai Clan is relatively small, with only a few inns and restaurants. Moreover, these establishnts are all operated by the Bai Clan themselves. If we were to stay there, it might not be ideal.”
“In the past, when Master, Sword One, and Lingyun went there, they made arrangents,” Hong Fang pondered, trying to figure out the specifics of their own arrangents. Since the four of them held relatively low statuses within the family, arranging for accommodations might prove sowhat troubleso.
Just then, Wu Zimo stepped forward and suggested, “Why don’t we go to our place? Ziming and I are brothers, and when we ca of age, he gave us a small courtyard of our own. It may be small, but it’s sufficient to accommodate
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