The black-robed sorcerer, with a certain calm demeanor, packed his belongings, mounted his horse, and fled with more than a hundred guards. The reasoning was very compelling.
"Who exactly is this guy?" Sheni Pei stroked his beard, staring at the figure's back, unable to find any familiar image in his mind.
"Not sure, just know this guy's one of our own." Chen Gong shook his head and said, "I have seen Jia Wenhe's folding fan before; the item is genuine. Moreover, being of the same Huaxia descent, he wouldn't betray his clan."
"Agreed." Sheni Pei nodded and said.
"In that case, we need to carefully consider our next arrangement. Before they're exposed, it's hard to imagine. But once exposed, though unbelievable, it's indeed the most rational possibility." Zhuge Liang also spoke solemnly, "Should we deliver this message to Parthia?"
"Better not." Lyu Meng sneered as he said this, then turned and left.
