Chương 372: Crossroads

The cold morning wind blew past a crossroad as the snow that fell overnight was still fresh and fluffy.

Three figures appeared in the middle of the crossroad as the snowflakes began dancing from the wind that their arrival created, their feet making the very first tracks on the untouched surface, though if one were to see them it would appear as if their owners appeared out of nowhere since there were no tracks leading up to them, only on the spots they stood.

"Well then, Madam Liang, Old Man Zhao, I suppose this is where we part ways"

Wu Long smiled at the two. It was already many hours since they talked about Gu Zhen, but their conversation did not end there, as they stayed in that room all the way until a few minutes ago. They left the town under the veil of Madam Liang's illusion, appearing half-way to this place.