"I've had my suspicions about that sly old coot for a while now, and sure enough, he's back."
Yang Zhen didn't dare to look, leaning against the stone and listening quietly to the movement outside. After a moment, it seemed as if Elder Feng hadn't found anything suspicious and he slowly walked away with heavy steps.
Yang Zhen took a deep breath. Three fake items were already enough, any more and it might raise unnecessary suspicion. So, after Elder Feng left, he also made his departure.
When leaving, Yang Zhen didn't go back the way he had come. Instead, he traversed the mountains, and before he was even out, he heard a thunderous roar.
It was Chilong!
Yang Zhen shuddered, judging from Chilong's roar, it was clearly at the end of its tether.