A Probe

Poison, used too often, bred complacency.

Like becoming accustomed to solving problems with violence, one would gradually let down one's guard and forget one's original intentions.

Wei He felt that he seemed to have become like that as well.

His incomparably powerful physical defenses, coupled with his good habit of poisoning people at every turn, had made him begin to adopt a kindly, relaxed attitude toward the people and things around him.

But Di Bang's affair had taught him a lesson.

One still could not live too complacently.

'You can find Di Bang's location?' The person on the other end of the encrypted transmission was clearly shaken.

"I have professional informants. I've already confirmed that Di Bang is still alive." Wei He quickly replied, then opened his waist pouch and took out a separate small red device. After pressing it a few times, its screen immediately displayed a red dot and a map.

Comparing the red dot against the map, Wei He immediately gave an address.

Now, when he used poison, he could combine the advanced techniques of the Flesh and Blood Martial Arts Path with pharmacology, using non-radioactive methods for specialized tracking.

This technology had long surpassed the simple old method of tracking by scent.

"144 Rainbow Road. He hasn't moved, probably because he thinks no one can find him. He has most likely altered his appearance, so be sure to inspect carefully when you get there," Wei He instructed.

'...' The other party suddenly had nothing to say. He had come to threaten Wei He, yet now it almost felt as though they were on the same side.

"All right, that's it. I look forward to seeing you next time." Wei He cut off the in-car communication.

He then opened his personal terminal communications.

The encrypted transmission had