Chen Ze paused for a moment, then continued, "General Lin, you know Xuantian Hall fairly well. In your opinion, what might be the purpose of their probing this time?"
Lin Bingchun pondered briefly before slowly saying, "Xuantian Hall has always sought to expand its influence. Their ambitions are vast, and they wish to secretly control the entire Cultivation World.
Myriad Things General Store has numerous Branch Stores in various places, and its business is flourishing, allowing it to amass immense wealth and resources.
Perhaps they wanted to use this probe to learn about Myriad Things General Store's defensive strength and response strategies, so they could make more detailed plans to seize it in the future."
Chen Ze nodded slightly, a glint of cold light flashing through his eyes. He said icily, "Heh, Xuantian Hall truly has no small ambitions.
If this was really their doing, then they are digging their own graves."
Lin Bingchun's expression was resolute, and his tone carried a trace of determination. "This tumor that is Xuantian Hall should have been removed long ago. If we get the chance, we must not let them go."
Just then, Chen Ze suddenly sensed a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy. His gaze sharpened, and he immediately looked toward its source.
At the end of the street, a small figure was furtively peering in their direction.
Chen Ze's eyes turned fierce. With a flash of his body, he instantly appeared before the figure like a ghost.
It was a Little Beggar in tattered clothes, looking no more than ten years old.
His frail body shivered in the cold wind, his face filled with terror. Endless fear and unease showed in his large eyes.
Seeing this, Chen Ze quickly crouched down and softened his tone as much as possible. "Kid, what are