Just as Yan Meishu had said, the Yan Family owns a massive industry in this edge city, more than capable of accommodating this entire trading convoy.
Xue An naturally also stayed with the trading convoy.
However, at this moment, he seemed to have been intentionally or unintentionally ignored by everyone else.
As for Yan Meishu, she is currently busy dealing with the caravan's affairs and has no time to attend to Xue An.
But Xue An didn't seem to mind this, as what concerned him was the Divine Sense that had probed him when he first entered the city.
Although he hadn't made actual contact with it, Xue An could clearly feel that the aura contained within this Divine Sense certainly belonged to the Hua Clan.
But this aura was a bit peculiar; it seemed not naturally formed, but artificially pieced together instead.
This made Xue An's heart sink gradually.
