Bab 250: Promotion ceremony (5)

"What do I do?" Yang Qing wondered as his Dao mark drew closer to him. He couldn't risk deploying his palace sense for risk of alerting that party who may likely be on high alert since stepping into the Order's grounds. 

Even if the Scarlet Blood Ghost Hands were skilled at blending in, it didn't mean they didn't find it unnerving when they crawled into the belly of certain beasts, especially a beast that has been gradually hunting their members all over the continent for the past 500 years.

"Why did they risk to come here though? Even if it's to keep up appearances, isn't this a little too risky?" thought Yang Qing. 

This was the real reason when he detected the Dao mark he completely overlooked the person Feng Xin had clashed with. He couldn't understand why a palace realm who definitely knew about Dao markings would come here of all places, where the person he had just clashed with a week ago, was present.