"Hey, hey, hey, now isn't the time for you two to talk about this." Li Jinghua cut off Chen Xiaojun and Feng Min.
He went on, "We should first report the situation and intelligence each of us has, then discuss what we should do next."
Chen Xiaojun nodded gravely and said in a deep voice, "Then I'll go first. This wolf bandit clan should be a new clan formed from the merged remnants of the Four Great Clans—Astana, Vasquez, Rahman Khan, and Strick. Their numbers are estimated to be somewhere between several thousand and ten thousand."
Li Jinghua asked in confusion, "Remnants? How do you know that?"
Chen Xiaojun's gaze deepened. "Because the main forces of those four great clans were wiped out by our Chen Clan years ago. Of their four Wolf Bandit Leaders, three died and one fled wounded."
Li Jinghua nodded. "I see. No wonder there's been almost no news of those clans these past few years."
Chen Xiaojun continued, "Yes. Back then, our Chen Clan annihilated forty thousand wolf bandits in one strike. The remaining defeated troops would naturally choose to huddle together for warmth or devour one another in order to survive."
Zhang Feng cut in at this point as well. "Then their target this time couldn't be you few members of the Chen Clan, could it?"
Zhang Feng, a Soul Emperor-level Senior Teacher, was part of the Mountain Patrol Division's camp personnel. During ordinary Soul Hunting Operations, the camp would always send people to receive and support the teams.
This time, because Chen Xiaojun and the others had entered the mountains, Li Jinghua led the team, with Zhang Feng as his deputy.
Chen Xiaojun shook his head. "It may be related, but it absolutely can't be aimed only at us. Their target is clearly