At that moment, inside Grace Pavilion, Jared stood by the window, his gaze seeming to pierce layer after layer of buildings until it rested on the celestial envoy being treated like the moon among stars.
He had coaxed Rania into the adjoining quiet room, claiming he needed absolute silence to test a Tranquil Heart Formation.
Outside, the sentries were indeed looser than the last two days, the intervals between patrols had lengthened, just as his careful watching had suggested.
The narrow back paths leading toward the treasury district lay almost deserted.
"A celestial envoy... Sixth-grade Upper Immortal..." he murmured.
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