The time had already reached deep into the night, and soon it was eleven o'clock. Gongsun Mo couldn't stop sighing, glancing at the clock now and then, yet there was no sound to be heard. This caused his heart to beat with increasing unease, because the longer time dragged on, the stronger the bad feeling within him grew.
He knew the strength of the people behind him, just how powerful they had become within their sphere of influence. But in a special place like Jingcheng, they couldn't show off their power. Instead, they could only slowly infiltrate, and in this way, achieve the things they wanted to do. However, it was precisely because of such arrogance that even by infiltrating in this manner, their choices would not be the same as those made by ordinary people.