Whether it was the fellow disciples he invited or the servant disciples sent by Xing Yonghai.
They all clearly saw.
Shen Han indeed entered the Book Collection Pavilion of the Thick Earth Tower, but somehow, he was not found.
It was nearly midnight, and Five Immortals City had become tranquil.
Xing Yonghai’s face showed quite a bit of anxiety.
Finally having some interaction with a direct disciple, he thought he could make a good impression.
But unexpectedly, instead of showing his face, he might end up showing his backside.
Tomorrow is Qianmu Fan’s birthday feast, and in the morning, he even reported to Wen Ranran, saying everything was fine.
But now, Shen Han couldn’t be found.....
In just over four more two-hour periods, it would be 7:00 AM.
Even if they delayed, the feast starts at Noon, which meant only six two-hour periods were left.
Time was getting closer, and Xing Yonghai’s face was growing more anxious.
Besides anxiety and impatience, there was also more anger.
Shen Han chose to hide at this moment.
Clearly, he didn’t take Xing Yonghai seriously.
Beside Xing Yonghai were a few outer sect disciples he had asked to help.
The reason they helped was secondary to friendship.
The main reason was to make an impression in front of Wen Ranran, the direct disciple.
Now it seemed that making an impression was out of the question, and they might get scolded.
After searching with Xing Yonghai for several two-hour periods, one of them was ready to give up when suddenly something occurred to him.
"Isn’t there a basement level in the Book Collection Pavilion?
Could that bastard be hiding in there?"
Upon hearing this, Xing Yonghai hurriedly ran towards the Book Collection Pavilion.
The group entered the basement.
They guessed correctly, but they were a bit late.
In the basement, there were only three fainted servant disciples.
Seeing this scene, the outer sect disciples who came to help were amused in anger.
They looked at Xing Yonghai next to them.
"Brother Xing, you always said that in front of these servant disciples, you have absolute authority, and no one dared to defy you.
Now it seems, it’s not quite like that."
"Yes, this Shen Han clearly doesn’t have any regard for you.
He purposely hid himself, and there are three two-hour periods left. Can we find him?"
The outer sect disciples who came to help felt a bit resentful too.
They had expended effort, only to end up with this result.
In their words, they couldn’t help but start complaining about Xing Yonghai.
"With this escape, he could already have left the city.
Sister Wen’s request, it’s not happening."
At this moment, the outer sect disciples all had this thought.
They were ready to leave, unwilling to waste more time with Xing Yonghai.
And hearing these words, Xing Yonghai’s face was filled with even more anger.
Looking at the fainted servant disciples in front of him, he kicked them in frustration.
There were only three two-hour periods left.
If he couldn’t find Shen Han, Xing Yonghai was really going to have big trouble.
Suppressing his anger, he could only ask a few fellow disciples to help again, to search around the city.
He offered each of them a hundred contribution points as a token of hard work.
The night had brightened.
It was clearly dawn, dawn represents new beginnings and hope.
But Xing Yonghai was feeling increasingly uneasy.
The box was made, even carved with beautiful patterns, the lines were incredibly intricate.
But the person who was supposed to be placed inside, couldn’t be found.