Wei Ancheng was a ruthless man with grand ambitions and little concern for personal grudges of the moment.
He might not go north to seek revenge on the Tang Imperial Court, the White Lotus Sect, or regions like Mount Shu, as that would expose his whereabouts and invite a siege.
However, the Blood River Lineage was like bloodthirsty sharks that stirred at the scent of blood.
If the great battle ahead were to commence, it was not impossible for Wei Ancheng to approach stealthily, awaiting his opportunity...
"What about the White Lotus Rebels?" Zhang Mu asked in a deep voice.
The attendant replied, "Ever since the so-called Future Maitreya of the White Lotus Sect lost contact in the Southern Wilderness, it seems the entire sect has gone into hiding, and little news has surfaced recently."
Zhang Mu said gravely, "We cannot take this lightly. We must constantly be aware of the movements and whereabouts of the three great rebels: White Lotus, Huangtian, and Dakong!"
