"Given the methods of the Four Demon Sects, it will be difficult to find any clues on Zhang Lu and the others."
Yang Jing said to Wu Siming.
"This Demon Cultivator is too confident. He must enjoy setting up schemes and manipulating Righteous Cultivators like puppets on a string. This kind of confidence isn't developed overnight. He must have carried out more than one similar plot."
Wu Siming's eyes lit up.
"If you walk by the riverside often enough, you're bound to get your shoes wet. He's done this multiple times, so he must have left some clues. And his first few schemes wouldn't have been as expertly executed as his later ones. By that logic, can't we just investigate similar past incidents at the Northern Army Governor's Mansion to catch him by the tail?"
He stood up, overjoyed and excited.
