Chapter 170 A Familiar Face (2/2)

The overwhelming vitality emanating from the scene captivated her.

She instinctively grabbed Yan Yu's sleeve, stood on the periphery of the crowd, and tiptoed to peek inside.

Yan Yu did not watch the performance.

His gaze, like the most sophisticated radar, silently swept across everything around him, wary of anyone who might bump into Ruan Tang.

Just then, his gaze suddenly sharpened.

On the other side of the crowd, a familiar figure flashed by.

comprehensive!

The strange man at the junkyard.

How did he end up here?

Yan Yu felt a sudden alarm bell ring in his mind, and almost instinctively withdrew his immense mental energy, afraid of alerting the enemy.

The next second, an even more subtle and imperceptible force—divine consciousness—spread out silently like an invisible spider web.

Ruan Tang immediately sensed Yan Yu's change.

The sudden tension emanating from the Daoist Couple Contract snapped her out of her reverie, bringing her back to reality from the lively Yangko dance.

She looked up and saw Yan Yu's cold profile, his jawline taut like a fully drawn bow.

"What's wrong, brother?" she asked silently in her heart.

"I saw a familiar face." Yan Yu's voice rang directly in her mind, cold and calm.

Ruan Tang's heart stirred, and she immediately released her divine sense.

Her cultivation level had reached the second level of Qi Refining, and her spiritual sense strength far surpassed Yan Yu's, almost equivalent to the Golden Core stage.

That invisible sense instantly pierced through the noisy crowd and precisely locked onto the direction Yan Yu indicated.

Zhou Quan's figure immediately appeared clearly in her "field of vision".

He was wearing an inconspicuous gray cotton-padded coat, his neck hunched, looking around warily.

What's even more interesting is the person standing next to him.

The man was wearing a dog-skin hat that covered half his face, and a thick scarf was wrapped around his face. From his appearance, no one could recognize him.

But under divine sense, no disguise can be concealed.

That person was none other than An Sanchuan!

At this moment, Zhou Quan was facing An Sanchuan, bowing slightly, his face showing flattery and respect, his lips moving as if he were reporting something.

An Sanchuan listened quietly, nodding occasionally.

That attitude was not that of equals at all.

Zhou Quan's bowing and scraping manner clearly showed that he was a subordinate meeting a superior!

Ruan Tang and Yan Yu exchanged a glance, both seeing the same answer in each other's eyes.

The line has finally been connected.

Previously, Zhou Quan had secretly gone to Han Zhishan and obtained several location maps of the formation on the back mountain.

Now, he's entangled with An Sanchuan again.

It seems their real target is the dragon vein behind the Jixiang Brigade.

[I wonder how many location maps they got from elsewhere this time.] Ruan Tang thought to herself.

She calculated the time; the scout golems she had sent out earlier had almost scouted the entire mountain range surrounding the Northeast and should be returning soon.

When the time comes, by gathering all the information, we might be able to piece together the other party's complete plan.

Having figured all this out, Ruan Tang's heart calmed down.

She withdrew her consciousness and refocused her attention on the Yangko dance troupe in front of her, as if nothing had happened.

Yan Yu also withdrew his divine sense, but he wrapped his arms around Ruan Tang even tighter, using his body to shield her from the occasional people who squeezed in from behind.

The two stood there for a while longer, like an ordinary young couple watching the commotion.

Only after the Yangko dance troupe finished their last drumbeat and the crowd began to disperse did they turn around, merge back into the flow of people, and head home. (This chapter has been read. Please click to continue reading the next chapter!)