「The next day.」
Early in the morning, Chef Zeng came to take his leave. Lin Changheng wasn't in seclusion at the time, so he personally saw him off.
But they didn't exit from the same place he had entered; instead, they went in a different direction.
At the edge of the western mudflats, he opened a small gap in the array. It allowed a person to slip silently into the water, swim submerged for a distance, and then resurface to fly away.
Actually, Chef Zeng was quite perceptive.
He had likely realized the risk of being exposed, for he had altered his appearance and even slightly adjusted his physique. Of course, under Lin Changheng's gaze, such techniques were amateurish and crude; there was nowhere to hide.
Still, it was more than enough to fool the notice of cultivators who lacked mastery in such arts.
"Brother Lin, about that new Profound Spirit Essence Blood I mentioned... it will have to be delayed for a while. We can only proceed once this current affair is over."
