Imperial Capital
Seeing that their inn was already prepared upon arrival, Xue Wei understood that they had somehow been informed in advance, and he was curious as to how they had done so.
He had been walking next to Elder Sun the entire way, but he had not seen anything out of the ordinary, at least nothing to indicate that a message had been sent through a communication device or anything of the sort.
Sensing Xue Wei’s curious glance, Elder Sun smiled. “I sent them a mind transmission earlier,” he explained. “Mind transmissions can be sent across ten thousand miles, but you need to have the mental brand of the person you try to contact.”
“That sounds quite practical,” Xue Wei said with shining eyes. If he had that, would it not be much easier to contact his friends if they had to work separately in the future?