Jared nodded once, gaze settling on the token and slip. The confidence in his voice felt almost casual.
"They will find no trace. The next move is Quentin..."
"Quentin?" The single name escaped Lyza before she could stop it, tight with instinctive dread. "He... He isn't like the Turners, Senior... He serves as Grand Chamberlain inside the city lord mansion, buried at the heart of every barrier..."
"His cultivation already stands at High Immortal Realm Level Five, and he weaves formations and wards the way others breathe. Suspicious, shrewd, there will be no opening for the same approach."
Jared lifted a hand, cutting her protest short. "Precisely because he understands formations, he may also know what Jade Immortal Manor and those celestials are hiding. Sidney's real cause of death might be locked in his head. Capturing him, and prying out the truth, matters more than killing him."
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