Xu Changle emerged from the quiet room, his mind already in turmoil.
He and Zheng Yuanqiu had been lurking in Yongzhou for many years, using the Guardian Martial Department's connections to secretly do many unsavory deeds for the Holy Sect.
If their identities were exposed, there was no doubt they would die without a burial place.
Thinking of this, his steps became more urgent, eager to catch up with Shen Qing immediately and nip the danger in the bud.
As he reached the courtyard of the Guardian Martial Department, Xu Changle ignored the gazes around him and continued walking, heading straight to the stables to retrieve his horse, galloping toward the direction of the Military Department and the county government.
Seated on horseback, Xu Changle took out five yellow paper talismans from his bosom and placed them in his palm, pressing his hands together and rubbing twice.
Instantly, five lifelike paper cranes appeared in his palm.