Chapter 132: A Funny Guy
In an inn in a certain part of the city, the Wraiths were busy preparing to step out. Similar to the City Lord, they were also searching for the mysterious Foundation Establishment realm cultivator that the whole city was looking for.
After being in this city for close to a year, this was the most concrete lead they had. Even though they were not sure whether it was their target. Still, it was the only target they had found to be able to pursue.
However, unlike the guards, they were able to infer some things from the recent happenings. The guards would usually find those ’traces’ later in the afternoon, meaning they had to have been placed there earlier.
However, if it had been placed too early, it would have been discovered much earlier as well. So the time between when it was placed and when it was discovered wasn’t too far from each other.
Also, the one doing this was targeting specific places. Hardly any of the traces appeared in the outer or core parts of the city. Only the inner regions of the city were targeted.
However, even if that were true, the inner city was still huge, and every single area couldn’t be monitored. They were planning to scout possible spots where more traces would be found in hopes of catching this elusive individual.
However, just before they stepped out, the manager of the inn quickly approached them. He was a short, middle-aged man. He was also a Nascent Soul realm cultivator, but he was nowhere near the level of the Wraiths.
Therefore, whenever he spoke to them, he was very respectful.
Knock Knock Knock!
The sound of knocking resounded outside the room that was often used for meetings by the Wraiths.
"Hmm?" The leader, Wraith No. 1, frowned when he heard the knock on the door. They were at a crucial point in the meeting, and he didn’t like being interrupted.
"Come in." He said in a slightly cold tone. Slowly, the door creaked open and the short inn manager entered.