Lu Yang took out his phone and called Dirty Wine, Bai Shi, Xia Yuwei, and the other commanders, telling them what he had seen among the Elf Race. "The first trade will take place in half a month. Send only ordinary people. Don't rush to gather intelligence. After that, have Xue Renyi go over as a smuggler to investigate."
When he had fought the Fire Spirit General, Lu Yang had blown open the dam and unleashed a flood that swallowed the fire demon army. Most of the more than ten thousand fire demons had died, while the few survivors had been swept away by the flood.
Wang Shijie, one of the Temple's upper ranks who had betrayed humanity, had also been swept away. The Iron Blood Brotherhood's Fire Crow Legion had searched for so many days without finding him. The only one they had found was Xue Renyi.
At the time, Xue Renyi had wanted to stop Wang Shijie, but the flood had been too violent for him to look after anyone but himself. He had drifted in the water for half a day before the Fire Crow Legion found him. After being rescued and brought back to Shekou, Xue Renyi had not asked Lu Yang to restore his reputation. Instead, he had chosen to remain anonymous and wait for an opportunity.
For this intelligence-gathering mission, only someone like Xue Renyi—quick-witted, sociable, and deeply familiar with the other races—could handle it. No one else was suited for the task.
"Yes." Dirty Wine also felt that this arrangement was appropriate. He continued, "Boss, the teleportation array on Sun Moon Mountain has been fluctuating recently. Mons and Zarha told me that the next batch of demons is about to arrive. I'm planning to take some people there."
Lu Yang said with a