The now sorcerer walked the halls of Ying fortress, his mind focused on his plans for reviving the dragon army. He had his usual charming smile plastered on his face. Now that he wasn't barely surviving on the streets he walked with his chin up and with confidence.

Shang Tsung didn't seem to pay any mind to the people around him as he walked without a specific destination, but really he was observing everyone while his mind went as fast as a speeding river.