'Why is my nose itching?'
Han Xiao rubbed his tall nose, gazing out of the tower ship's porthole at the vast ocean that stretched to the horizon, feeling a bit lost.
Right now, he had only one word in mind.
Troubled.
He was truly troubled.
The Alliance Hierarch had personally ordered him to find out the whereabouts of Wang Jixuan, and mentioned that Wang Jixuan should already be in the Immortal Realm.
Han Xiao persistently brought along two Golden Immortal Elders—one of whom was his master, and searched various places in the Immortal Realm for several months.
Over on Earth, the alliance had already stationed people there, saying likewise that there was no news about Wang Jixuan.
Because this matter was kept secret, Han Xiao could not mobilize the resources and contacts of the Thousand Generation Alliance, only able to gather intelligence through the Alliance.
