Every other Nascent Soul Cultivator had some outstanding quality, but Huang Fugui only knew how to run. Shen Wenbin did not know whether the higher-ups had sent Huang Fugui over or whether Huang Fugui had volunteered for the assignment.
From the bottom of his heart, he looked down on cowards like Huang Fugui. Huang Fugui only knew how to bully low-level cultivators; when he encountered cultivators of the same rank, he immediately cowered. At the slightest hint of trouble, he would flee. Shen Wenbin had no idea what kind of dogshit luck Huang Fugui had stumbled into to actually achieve Nascent Soul Formation.
"Every person has their use; you cannot put it that way. In certain situations, Fellow Daoist Huang can play a major role."
Wang Changsheng put in a good word for Huang Fugui. He had a fairly decent personal friendship with Huang Fugui.
Huang Fugui bullied the weak and feared the strong, cherishing life and fearing death. Still, he placed great importance on keeping his promises. Dealing with someone like that was reassuring enough; fighting shoulder to shoulder with him was another matter entirely.
Shen Wenbin merely smiled without speaking and said nothing more.
Before long, Huang Fugui and Liu Shuo returned. A yellow mesh net covered three Foundation Establishment Cultivators. They remained motionless, their eyes brimming with terror.
"Senior Fu, we've captured them."
Huang Fugui said with a smile, shoving the three Foundation Establishment Cultivators before Fu Min.
"Fellow Daoist Du, Little Friend Wang, each of you take one of them away for questioning. Cooperate with us and you can live. Resist, and you will immediately be ground to dust and ashes."
Fu Min said coldly. He could forcibly search their souls, but that would render the three Foundation Establishment Cultivators useless. Fu Min needed them to