Chapter 467: Flying General Camp

Sun Tiecheng, using an unknown technique, spread the news of Gu Rusong's death across the entire city.

Throughout Fool's City, wailing was constant.

Sun Tiecheng said to Tang Changfa, "Afa, go out and take a look. See who isn't crying!"

Tang Changfa walked towards the back hall but was pulled back by Yan Qing'er. "Brother Fa, the door is over there."

Tang Changfa turned to walk towards the main gate when Li Qi pulled him back again. "You've lost your eyes, what are you looking at? Let me go take a look instead."

Li Qi circled Fool's City. The breakfast vendors were crying, the fabric sellers were crying, the teahouse owners were crying, and even the street performers were crying.

Amidst the cries, a cloud of dust hung over Fool's City, trying to coalesce but constantly dispersing until it completely dissolved into dust.

Back at the Changsan Brothel, Li Banfeng said to Sun Tiecheng, "Everyone in the city is crying!"

Sun Tiecheng nodded. "It's good that they're all crying. If everyone's crying, it means he's truly dead. We need to be wary of Inner State holding back."

Inner State holding back?

What does that have to do with crying?

"So if the whole city cries, he's truly dead?" Li Banfeng asked.

Sun Tiecheng replied, "The whole city is crying. With so many witnesses, isn't that solid proof?"

Could "solid proof" be used like this?

Gu Rusong, Sun Tiecheng's eldest disciple, had brought Li Qi to Fool's City for safety.

In his view, Fool's City was his territory; once Li Qi arrived, he wouldn't survive or escape.

Gu Rusong thought he had victory assured, but who would have imagined such an outcome?

Sun Tiecheng was still grieving. Tang Changfa, crouching beside Li Qi, consoled him, "City Lord, the eldest young master is gone. Please accept our condolences. Isn't our boss still here?"

Li Qi said to Tang Changfa, "You're calling me that too soon. I'm not the City Lord yet. Wait until our Sun City Lord... then it won't be too late to call me City Lord!"

Tang Changfa was terrified and quickly ran to Yan Hong'er to apologize. "City Lord, please listen. I've lost my eyes now, I really can't see clearly..."

Yan Hong'er pushed Tang Changfa. "Don't say such things to me..."

Sun Tiecheng stepped forward and kicked Tang Changfa. "Why did you use so much force to gouge out your own eyes? They're completely ruined, beyond repair!"

Tang Changfa sighed. "I truly didn't want to hurt the eldest young master. I acted decisively, only wanting to force him away, but he took advantage of it!"

Sun Tiecheng said to Li Banfeng, "You too! Killing your senior brother is one thing, but at least you could have left the body for Changfa to make some amends. You even turned him to ash."

Li Qi protested, "Are you blaming this on me too? You were the one who turned him to ash!"

Sun Tiecheng snapped, "Still daring to talk back? Where's my knife?"

Yan Hong'er, sobbing nearby, said, "City Lord, let's not talk about the knife for now. The eldest young master is just gone. In the future, for any big or small matter in our Daoist sect, we'll still need our boss to help you with your worries."

Sun Tiecheng glanced at Li Qi and grunted.

Two things, in particular, genuinely worried Li Banfeng.

First, He Jiaqing wasn't Sun Tiecheng's disciple, so why did he know the Fool Cultivation Technique?

"Brother Sun, it's true that Rogue Cultivators can steal others' techniques, right?"

Sun Tiecheng nodded. "That technique is called 'Empty Hands'."

"Once a technique is stolen, does it belong to them forever?"

Sun Tiecheng waved his hand. "Where would there be such a powerful technique? 'Empty Hands' is a Cloud Level One technique. At Cloud Level One, you can only steal one technique. With each advancement in level, you can steal one more technique.

A technique can only be used a few times before it's gone. The higher the technique's level, the fewer times it can be used.

After a Level One technique is stolen, it might be used nine times. A Level Nine technique, however, might only be used once. To use it again, you'd have to steal it anew."

Li Banfeng was startled.

Cloud Level One only allows stealing one technique, and each level increase allows one more.

During the battle with Chu Shaoqiang, He Jiaqing successively used Water Cultivation Technique, Fire Cultivation Technique, and Devotion Cultivation Technique. This wasn't Li Banfeng's guess; Chu Shaoqiang confirmed it on the spot.

Stealing three techniques simultaneously proved that He Jiaqing was at least Cloud Level Three!

He had such high cultivation?

Li Banfeng said to Sun Tiecheng, "He Jiaqing stole the Fool Cultivation Technique from Gu Rusong. I don't know how much he knows about Fool's City."

Sun Tiecheng remained silent. Li Banfeng was even more worried about something else: "Gu Rusong defected to Inner State. How much information about Fool's City could Inner State have received?"

Sun Tiecheng had also considered this. "As for Inner State, I assume Gu Rusong told them everything he could. The entrance to Fool's City might need to be changed.

Gu Rusong learned two techniques from me: 'Undeniable Words' and 'Leveraging Strengths and Weaknesses'. 'A Fool's Thoughts' he taught himself; it's half-baked. I don't know which technique He Jiaqing stole from him."

Li Qi sighed. "This half-baked technique, I don't think it's very useful. If we're going to learn a technique, let's learn it completely. Being neither here nor there, you don't know if you can even use it in a crisis.

Take 'Going Down the Slope with the Donkey,' for example. I don't even understand what the 'slope' means, let alone the 'donkey'."

"This donkey... why are you so greedy, kid? You come here once and expect to gain a technique from me," Sun Tiecheng sighed. "Alright, I'll teach you the technique, but not for free.

Inner State might come knocking these days, and I need to focus on dealing with them. I'll give you one year to find yourself a junior disciple.

You can't just pick anyone. This person must pass a test to be valid."

Li Qi frowned. "That's not so easy! Your test is too difficult. Can't you lower the bar a bit?"

Sun Tiecheng snorted. "The bar cannot be lowered. I'd rather have no one than take in trash.

That Rogue Cultivator you mentioned, He Jiaqing, what's he like?"

Li Banfeng said, "He's a good person, capable. I reckon you'd quite like him, but there's just one minor flaw."

"What's the flaw?"

Li Banfeng replied honestly, "I really want to kill him."

"Then forget it. You're too vicious, kid!" Sun Tiecheng waved his hand. "If you don't like someone, I probably won't either. Let's find someone else.

Our Daoist sect was once the foremost in the world; it's not a place just any stray cat or dog can enter. Besides this He Jiaqing, aren't there any other suitable people around you?"

Li Banfeng thought for a moment and said, "Ma Wu. He helped me establish my business. You know him; he's clever enough and trains diligently."

Sun Tiecheng shook his head. "His reputation isn't good. If he came here, with so many good girls in my city, they'd all be corrupted by him.

I'm talking about serious matters. Our Daoist sect is a proper one, so you need to choose proper people."

Li Banfeng pondered for a moment, then added, "He Yuxiu, the head of the He family. A proper person, high cultivation, high status. She has the potential to make our Daoist sect flourish."

Sun Tiecheng looked at Li Banfeng. "She's your girlfriend, isn't she?"

Li Banfeng shook his head. "We're completely innocent. We're sworn siblings."

"Innocent?" Sun Tiecheng scoffed. "There are no innocent sworn siblings in this world. They all end up sharing a bed.

Is that reckless woman He Yuxiu suitable to come here? What if she learns nothing and just angers me to death? Find someone reliable!"

Li Banfeng thought carefully for a long time before replying, "There's a foreigner named Treacheryk, a disciple of the Greenwater Beggar. Do you think he's suitable?"

"I don't teach foreigners, and I certainly don't teach Green Beggar's people," Sun Tiecheng shook his head. "Old Seven, this is a major matter for the Daoist sect; you need to take it seriously!"

Li Banfeng thought, "There's also..."

Companion Feng Jia, I can't say it!

A voice in his mind suddenly interrupted Li Banfeng's thoughts.

Li Banfeng had many people in mind: Qiu Zhiheng, Xiao Yeci, Lu Chunying, Chu Huaiyuan, Zuo Wugang, Xiaochuanzi...

And some figures who couldn't be named, including Luo Zhengnan, Wu Yongchao, Zhang Wanlong, Xiaogenzi, Bai Qiusheng, Liang Wucai...

All these people carried Li Banfeng's hidden influences. If not for Companion Feng Yi's strong resistance in his mind, Li Banfeng would have blurted out all their names.

What was happening?

Why was his urge to speak so strong today?

Li Qi looked at Sun Tiecheng, who had a slight smile. "Go on, why'd you stop talking?"

Li Qi said, "You can't use techniques to trick me! We're on the same side. I genuinely want to do great things for the Daoist sect."

Sun Tiecheng nodded. "That's why I went easy on you. Otherwise, I could have kept you talking until tomorrow morning.

Have you learned how to set up this 'slope'?"

Li Qi pondered for a moment, then turned to Yan Cuier and said, "Cuier, let's go back to the room and practice thoroughly!"

Yan Cuier, her face beaming with joy, pulled Li Qi, wanting to return to their room. Sun Tiecheng frowned. "Don't always bother Yan Cuier. Changfa is in that state, aren't you going to do anything about it?"

Li Banfeng helped Tang Changfa. "Come, Afa, let's go back to the room and practice!"

Sun Tiecheng barked, "Why are you always practicing on your own people? If you're capable, go out and do something! Bring back some flesh and blood! Can't you even support a single brothel by yourself?"

Support?

How can it be that easy to support?

I still have a family waiting to eat.

And the key is, your "ingredients" are all so special.

Sun Tiecheng taught Li Qi some special key points of the 'Going Down the Slope with the Donkey' technique. He then took a wooden stick and drew a map on the ground. "Fool's City used to open its south gate, now it opens its west gate. The path goes this way, remember it..."

Li Banfeng memorized the entrance and went out to find some food for the brothel.

He first returned to his portable residence and handed the blood-stained clothes to the Record Player. "My dear wife, please wash these clothes for me and collect the bloodstains."

His wife asked, "What's this blood for?"

"For fishing, to make bait."

His wife understood immediately. "Oh, husband, you want to fish for those little shrimps under the Play Cultivator, don't you? You don't need to fish for them; your little servant doesn't fancy that kind of catch."

Li Banfeng embraced his wife from behind. "Oh, my dear wife, you don't seem to have gained much weight, but your aura when you speak is quite imposing! You don't fancy ingredients from the ground anymore?"

"If they were around Cloud Level Seven or Eight, they could be snacks!"

Cloud Level Seven or Eight snacks...

How many Cloud Level Seven or Eight cultivators were there in Pro Province?

But then again, Honglian consumed Ge Junma and He Caiyuan a while ago. Shouldn't they be "cooked" by now?

He went to the Ninth Room and said with a smile, "Jiuhua, are the elixirs ready?"

Honglian snorted. "Can you stop calling me Jiuhua? Why don't you call me Sesame Paste?"

Li Banfeng thought for a moment. "Then I'll call you Hua Jiu. But first, about the elixirs!"

Honglian had indeed refined the elixirs. Li Banfeng peeled a lotus seed and examined it carefully.

One yielded two Mysterious Essence Pills, and the other yielded one.

"Who yielded two?"

"A pure-blooded Inner State person."

"Why did the Inner State person yield an extra one? Was his cultivation higher than He Caiyuan's?"

"Not higher cultivation, but his lineage blood is special. Their flesh and blood not only produce more pills but also purer ones."

Li Banfeng gently caressed the lotus heart and chuckled, "Hua Jiuer, the Gold Yuan Pills are almost gone, and I haven't reached Cloud Level Nine yet. You have seven holes here, don't force my hand!"

Li Banfeng's hand remained on the lotus heart. Honglian trembled slightly. "This is all for your own good, truly.

Ordinary flesh and blood cannot refine Mysterious Essence Pills. When you reach the Cloud levels, you'll understand how precious this is."

This was already Li Banfeng's seventh stored Mysterious Essence Pill.

Li Banfeng gently stroked each hole on the lotus heart, saying softly, "No matter how good something is, I need to be able to use it. I'll go find some ordinary ingredients, and you must make some suitable elixirs for me!"

The Record Player took the bloodstains from Li Banfeng's clothes and dripped them onto the cabbage seeds.

After the cabbage grew, Li Banfeng smiled.

This bait wasn't effective.

What grew out of the cabbage was Gu Rusong himself. Li Banfeng wanted him to impersonate Lu Dongliang, but the Cabbage Man didn't have that function.

So, he'd have to rely on his wife to transform him into Lu Dongliang.

While his wife was shaping the Cabbage Man, the Projector arrived at the Fifth Room and envisioned a new film.

On a twilight prairie, a pure young woman in a simple blue long gown ran ahead.

A young man in a black Zhongshan suit chased closely behind.

The young man caught up with the girl and placed a beaded flower in her hair.

The girl's appearance was a bit odd; she had a student haircut, also known as a mushroom cut, which wasn't very suitable for accessories like beaded flowers.

Ignoring these details, the sentiment was what mattered.

The young man in the Zhongshan suit held the girl's hand and said, "I want to be with you for all my life."

The girl shook her head. "That's not enough. I want you to be with me for eternity, life after life."

"Alright!" the young man agreed, embracing the girl and quietly admiring the sunset on the prairie. "We'll stay here and slowly recall the stories of our past lives."

The girl nodded, shyly snuggling into the young man's embrace.

The Projector was very nervous.

"Director Seven, I've done my best.

If I can elicit some information, it's my luck.

If I can't, then it's up to you."

At the entrance of Proper Village stood a large poplar tree, its crown vast, where the Suomao Yanzi often rested beneath it.

Today, there was another woman under the tree. Yanzi looked her up and down and asked, "Are you waiting for someone here?"

Lu Dongchun nodded. "Waiting for my man."

Yanzi smiled. "What a coincidence, I like to wait for my man here too. We're not waiting for the same person, are we? Is your man good to you?"

Lu Dongchun was silent for a moment, then replied, "He's very good to me. He's the only one in this world who's good to me."

Yanzi flicked the antennae on her head, her tone quite disdainful. "What you're saying is pointless. We women don't have to live solely for men. I don't believe there's no one else in this world who's good to you!"

Lu Dongchun looked at Yanzi. "Is your man good to you?"

Yanzi snorted. "He's good to me when he's sleeping with me, but when he's sleeping with other women, he's good to them. There's nothing I can do when I'm anxious. That's why I say we shouldn't live for men. Next time I see him, I definitely won't give him a pleasant look."

Lu Dongchun lowered her head. "My man isn't like that. He's usually very good to me, but when it comes to that time, he doesn't understand anything."

Yanzi chuckled. "Doesn't understand anything? You have to teach him? Is your man a novice?"

Lu Dongchun shook her head. "He wasn't before. Before, he knew everything, and what he knew used to scare me.

But suddenly he doesn't know anymore, and I don't know why."

Yanzi frowned. "Sister, is that still your man? Haven't you encountered something evil?"

"Is it? I don't know either." Lu Dongchun sighed. Her delicate face was pale and expressionless, looking like a doll.

Yanzi kept some distance from her. Although she was a highly cultivated roaming spirit, seeing Lu Dongchun's unsettling appearance still made her feel a bit uneasy.

On a distant path, a group of people slowly approached.

Yanzi's eyes lit up, and she quickly went to meet them. "Wulang, you're back!"

Ma Wu had returned.

He was planning to transport a batch of rare treasures from Proper Village to Huangtu Bridge, attracting surrounding merchants to boost the popularity of Huangtu Bridge.

Seeing Yanzi rush over, Ma Wu embraced her and gave her plump cheek a fierce kiss.

Yanzi turned her head and looked under the tree. "There's a woman there, quite strange. She's also waiting for her man here. Is she waiting for you?"

Ma Wu glanced under the tree. "What woman?"

Yanzi frowned. "She was just here a moment ago, and in the blink of an eye, she's gone. This person's cultivation is not low!"

Ma Wu patted Yanzi and gazed intently at the large poplar tree.

In the tall grass next to the poplar tree, Lu Dongchun was also watching Ma Wu.

There had been no news from Lu Dongliang for two whole days. She worried that something had happened to him.

She feared Lu Dongliang had fallen into Li Qi's hands. If that were the case, the only method she could think of now was to kidnap Ma Wu and force Li Qi to hand over Lu Dongliang.

Ma Wu had two women by his side; they should be quite skilled.

That Lady Suomao would be even harder to deal with.

But no matter how difficult, she had to try once. There was nothing left in this world that mattered to her anyway.

Just as Lu Dongchun was about to rush out of the tall grass, a cluster of spider silk wrapped around her arm.

The spider silk vibrated, causing Lu Dongchun's clothes to vibrate along with it.

The essence of sound is vibration. Lu Dongchun's clothes vibrating meant she was hearing a voice: "Don't go over there, don't be impulsive. Going now is just asking for death."

Lu Dongchun responded with vibration: "Who are you?"

"I'm here to help you. Whether you want to admit it or not, Li Qi and Ma Wu are formidable figures in Pro Province, no different from the Four Great Families of the past.

If you go against any one of them alone, it's suicide. If you're willing to accept my help, you still have a chance to survive."

This person's speaking style was very strange. He had a Pro Province accent, but it carried a foreign flavor.

Ma Wu walked towards the grass. Lu Dongchun either had to charge forward and fight for her life or quickly leave. Remaining hidden in the grass would only lead to death.

The spider silk transmitted another sound: "Come with me. I know you're doing this for Lu Dongliang, and I also want to help him, but first, we need to confirm his whereabouts."

Hearing this, Lu Dongchun no longer hesitated and followed the spider silk out of the grass.

Ma Wu, with A Qin and Huoling, searched the grass for a long time but couldn't find the woman Yanzi had mentioned. Back in the village, Ma Wu was listening to Yanzi describe the woman's characteristics when he saw Shui Yongquan drinking in the small tavern.

He quickly went up to greet him. "Brother Shui, Yanzi saw a woman at the village entrance who looked like a doll. Did you notice her, Master Shui?"

Shui Yongquan silently created a water curtain around them, isolating all sounds without leaving a single trace of water. "You're talking about Lu Dongchun, aren't you?"

Ma Wu nodded. "This person has a grudge against us. Do you know her?"

"I don't know her. Old Seven told me about her. She's a Clothes Cultivator; her aura is very faint, and she leaves no traces, making it difficult to track her movements.

There are also sixteen other people scattered in the small forest east of the village. They're very well hidden and hard to find. Last night, they ambushed and killed several hunters, stealing their rations.

I found the hunters' bodies, and using that clue, I located these sixteen scoundrels. Old Seven plans to act tonight and round them all up, including Lu Dongchun."

Ma Wu exclaimed with surprise, "Old Seven is in the village?"

"Don't rush. Don't go look for him yet. Wait until after tonight."

Lu Dongliang walked into the forest east of Proper Village and lit a cigarette.

Halfway through the cigarette, a man in his thirties approached Lu Dongliang and respectfully bowed. "Master!"

Lu Dongliang raised a hand and said, "Call everyone here."

The man didn't ask further questions and turned to summon the others.

It was fortunate he didn't ask too many questions. The Cabbage Man was inferior to the Melon Man in quality and couldn't handle many complex responses.

Soon, all sixteen of Lu Dongliang's subordinates had gathered, but Lu Dongchun was nowhere to be seen.

Shui Yongquan frowned, signaling Li Qi to deal with these people in the forest first while he went to find Lu Dongchun.

Li Qi nodded. Seeing Shui Yongquan walk away, he quietly opened the door to his portable residence.

Guided by the 'Golden House for a Beloved' technique, the Cabbage-Lu Dongliang walked towards the portable residence.

The group of subordinates didn't know where Lu Dongliang was going, so they could only follow behind him with their heads lowered.

They followed him all the way into the portable residence.

Li Banfeng closed the door of the portable residence from the outside.

The sixteen people didn't understand why they had entered such a small room from the forest.

They looked at Lu Dongliang, only to find him standing respectfully against the wall.

Opposite Lu Dongliang was a record player.

Beside the record player was a woman in red with long, black, silky hair, her back to the others, combing her hair.

The room was very dim, and with the hazy mist, they couldn't see the mirror in front of Hong Ying, nor could they discern her appearance, only feeling that the woman's figure was incredibly beautiful.

Was this a reward from Master Lu?

To be honest, these dozen or so subordinates were really stifled. Ever since they set off for the new land, they hadn't touched a woman.

The record player spewed mist, the record spun rapidly on the turntable, and a woman's voice came from the horn: "Yingying, our man brought back some snacks. I'll share some with you."

Hong Ying slowly rose from the corner, softly saying, "Xiaowan, I knew you cared for me."

After speaking, Hong Ying turned her face and looked at the crowd.

Everyone saw a gleaming spear tip, adorned with abundant black hair, growing from the center of the woman's shoulders.

Of the sixteen people, most were trembling; some felt dizzy, and some wanted to scream.

Dizziness and trembling were fine, but screaming was not allowed. It was very late, and the Old Master was already asleep.

Anyone who tried to scream had their throat slit by Hong Ying. The remaining ones who didn't scream could watch how this family had their late-night snack.

Ten miles away, the renowned detective Daboyence pressed his hand on a spider silk, quietly sensing every tremor.

Lu Dongchun asked, "What's the situation?"

Daboyence replied, "One person appeared in the forest, and sixteen people surrounded him."

"It's Dongliang! He brought sixteen subordinates in total." Lu Dongchun was excited. She knew Lu Dongliang's subordinates were all in the forest, and only Lu Dongliang could make them all appear.

She was about to go to the forest but was stopped by Daboyence again.

"That man disappeared, and the others disappeared too."

Lu Dongchun asked nervously, "What happened?"

Daboyence shook his head. "My spider friends can only give simple descriptions. They can't understand or explain the specific process clearly."

"I'll go take a look!"

"Don't be impulsive, wait a bit..." After a few minutes, Daboyence felt the spider silk vibrate. "That man reappeared, but the others didn't."

Lu Dongchun didn't understand the reasoning behind it.

Daboyence retracted the spider silk and said to Lu Dongchun, "I've been a private detective for decades. I can tell you responsibly that the person who appeared in the forest was not Lu Dongliang."

Lu Dongchun shook her head. "Impossible. His subordinates only obey his orders."

Daboyence replied, "This must be someone who looks very similar to Lu Dongliang, or someone who impersonated him using other means."

"How do you know?" Lu Dongchun didn't believe Daboyence. "Didn't you say those spiders couldn't understand the specific process?"

"Madam, this is my deduction. For Lu Dongliang to go to the small forest late at night and gather all his subordinates is extremely dangerous behavior. Doing so easily exposes one's whereabouts.

If he absolutely had to gather everyone, it would mean Lu Dongliang intended to lead them in some action that couldn't be completed without them.

But Lu Dongliang took them away and then returned alone. This behavior has no value and only brings danger to himself.

Therefore, the logical deduction is that he has already handed those sixteen subordinates over to the enemy, and he returned to the spot to continue being bait, hoping to lure you out as well."

Lu Dongchun said expressionlessly, "Dongliang wouldn't betray me."

Daboyence nodded. "I believe he wouldn't betray you, which is why I said this person isn't Lu Dongliang. This is a trap set by someone.

If you go to the forest now, you'll fall directly into the trap like the others. At that point, if you still want to leave alive, the difficulty would be immense."

Lu Dongchun fell into hesitation.

Daboyence said, "If you want to go to your death, I won't stop you. If you choose to trust us, we can help you find Lu Dongliang."

"You?" Lu Dongchun looked at Daboyence, her clear eyes like glass beads, shining with a bright yet vacant light. "Who are you?"

"We are members of the Flying General Camp, all subordinates of the Flying General."

"Who is the Flying General?"

Daboyence stated solemnly, "Everyone in Pro Province has heard her name: Flying General Zhao Xiaowan, who established her domain with a single spear."

Lu Dongchun wasn't too convinced; Zhao Xiaowan was a legendary figure.

Drip!

There was a sound in the grass.

They looked in the direction of the sound and saw dew drops sliding from the blades of grass.

"The humidity is heavy!" Daboyence said with a grave expression. "Shui Yongquan is coming soon, Ms. Lu Dongchun. This is your last chance. If you're willing to join us, we'll leave together. If not, we'll go our separate ways."

Lu Dongchun nodded. She agreed.

A strand of spider silk descended from above, and Daboyence, taking Lu Dongchun, vanished into the night.

Crunch!

The blade of grass from which the dew had dripped uprooted itself and scurried away across the ground using its roots.

It reached a man's side, quickly climbed onto his back, and when it reached the back of his head, the grass first bit through the man's skin, then curled its body into an emerald green ball and drilled into the man's skull.

The man's cheek twitched; it seemed to hurt a little.

The grass ball moved back and forth on the back of the man's head, like an emerald green eyeball.

The Peep Cultivator, Peeping at Eight Directions.

An able subordinate Autumn Falling Leaves had given to Li Banfeng.

Many parts of his body could be detached to act independently; the eye on the back of his head was one of them.

This eye was quite lucky. It was stationed far from the village and hadn't held much hope, yet it unexpectedly gathered crucial information.

Peeping at Eight Directions immediately conveyed the news to Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng was somewhat surprised upon receiving the news.

Daboyence was still alive.

"They have an organization called the Flying General Camp. Lu Dongchun followed him and went to seek refuge with Flying General Zhao Xiaowan."

His wife heard this and chuckled.

"Oh, husband, let them know that if they want to seek refuge with me, they need to discuss it with me in person!"