Competition

Linghu Kuan looked at Zhong Xiu, but didn't speak anything. He simply nodded and raised his hand to make a gesture.

A few attendants had accompanied Linghu Kuan when he had arrived here. However, all of them had stood outside the door this entire time, and had been waiting for their next order. But, it seemed that they had finally received some instructions since they had moved towards the Floating Cloud Carriages. They then started to inspect the goods on those carriages in a careful manner.

The grey-robed old man's face looked gloomy. He didn't order his subordinates to begin their work. Instead, he-himself walked over to the Floating Cloud Carriage that had been sent by the Dark Moon Cult, and began to check it with his sharp eyes.