The Gloomy City

Willow walked around the castle, making sure the guards were stationed all over.

She would gaze out of the window at times, looking at the setting sun, but a lingering frown remained. Why do I still have this feeling… They're somewhere out there.

The uneasy sensation persisted, and she wanted to trust her instincts.

She was also a cultivator, perhaps not very powerful, but still at the first rank, a Nascent Orb cultivator.

"Please stay on a strict rotation," she instructed the nearest guard. "Also, have someone send a letter out to the Mountain of the Eye Sect."

"Right away," he replied quickly, leaving to carry out her orders.

The entire castle was under lockdown, everyone under high stress. Some guards had gone into town earlier to search for the stall Willow had mentioned, but when they returned, there was no news of any such stall. No one had even seen it.

This only strengthened Willow's conviction that something was wrong.