"So they just ignored me, the one who caused their mission to fail?"
"Or did they hold back because they doubt their own strength?"
Without a doubt, the latter fits the answer better.
Jason had no dissatisfaction with this.
On the contrary, he was full of anticipation.
After today's events, the next time the 'Transmigration Cult' sends people, they will certainly be stronger, and the stronger they are, the better the 'food' they bring will be.
"I must control my strength."
"Appear to be just a bit stronger than the people they send."
"As long as the disguise is appropriate, the 'Transmigration Cult' would most likely become my transport team."
Thinking about this, Jason quickened his pace.
The two soldiers guarding the martial arts school's entrance saw Jason clearly as he approached.
"Master Mu!"
The two soldiers bowed in salute.
"Mm, thanks for your hard work."
Jason said these words and then directly pushed the door open and entered.
