By the time he had dealt with everything concerning the second batch of refugees, it was already evening.
Cheng Zongyang didn't linger. He returned to his residence to prepare for a visit to the place Li Lu had mentioned once night fell.
Li Lu knew the disappearance of the previous grain and Medicinal Materials was connected to him, but he was tactful enough not to bring it up.
This was the very reason Cheng Zongyang was willing to work with him—the man knew his place.
He knew what he knew, but he didn't ask what shouldn't be asked or mention what shouldn't be mentioned. He kept the matter buried. That was the attitude Li Lu brought to their partnership.
Cheng Zongyang could help him gain the strength he desired, and that was enough.
That evening, after eating a meal in the Wilderness World, Cheng Zongyang left his residence again.
Under the hazy glow of a waning moon, he leaped silently from rooftop to rooftop, heading toward the east side of the city.
