Inside Young Master Hai's room in the Ironblood Gang.
At those words, Yang Jing raised his brows slightly and considered the matter.
It was exactly as he had suspected.
He had just searched the Ironblood Gang from top to bottom, yet Hai Guangfu alone was nowhere to be found.
Given Hai Guangfu's reclusive nature, he would never leave without good reason. Yang Jing had therefore suspected that the Ironblood Gang concealed secret chambers, hidden passages, or some other covert refuge where Hai Guangfu might be hiding.
Now that Young Master Hai had personally revealed the underground palace and its secret passage, he had confirmed Yang Jing's earlier suspicions. It also made Yang Jing all the more certain that this underground palace was the heart of the Demon Cult forces concealed within the Ironblood Gang.
Hai Guangfu, and perhaps other Demon Cult fiends, had to be hiding there.
Not a ripple disturbed Yang Jing's gaze. The chill around him deepened, and his hand remained clamped around Young Master Hai's neck as he said coldly, "Lead the way. We're going to that underground palace now."
His grip remained firm around Young Master Hai's throat. He eased the pressure just enough for him to breathe normally, while keeping him under complete control, without the slightest chance to resist or escape.
Young Master Hai was a malicious schemer, a member of the Demon Cult who acted with vicious cruelty.
If Yang Jing released him, he would likely try every means to pull some underhanded trick. Only by keeping him firmly in his grasp could Yang Jing ensure nothing went wrong.
Young Master Hai looked up into Yang Jing's bone-chilling gaze. At the undisguised killing intent in his eyes, a shudder ran through his whole body. He dared not even think of refusing, terrified that