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In the dead of night.

Chen Yu was swiftly weaving through the city shrouded in "billowing smoke."

Before long, he had returned to the park.

Stopping in front of the tent, he glanced back fearfully, his complexion grim.

Although that Tang-dressed elderly man who was stationed in a small city like Hecheng was supposed to be one of the lowest-level Transcendents,

Chen Yu knew he was no match for him.

After all, the "Defying Fate Skill" he had copied from his chubby neighbor was only at the level that the latter had cultivated for a week,

far from matching any "mature" Transcendent.

'But having exposed my title, they will definitely trace it back to me soon...'

"..."

"Damn it."

"Are Transcendents so worthless? One stationed in each city?!"

"..."

With an uncertain expression for a long while, Chen Yu didn't come up with any plan, and temporarily stopped thinking about it, approached the tent, and quietly listened for a while.

There was no sound.