Zhou Hu left the Huang Family, his face still clouded over.
"Do you think Young Master Huang's death had anything to do with Qi Yuan?" Zhou Hu asked the constable beside him, deep in thought.
The death of the Madmen's Asylum director and Huang Yanshou's murder were easily linked together.
"Perhaps," the constable said.
At that moment, a short, lean, capable-looking middle-aged constable hurried over. "Chief, Qi Yuan is gone from the Madmen's Asylum."
"So it really was connected to him." Zhou Hu frowned, then shook his head.
Even if it was, it had nothing to do with him.
"I wonder what strength that person the Shen Family sent to Ninghe County has..."
Zhou Hu desperately hoped the person would be a Profound Rank Weapon Wielder.
But on second thought, that was impossible.
Though the Shen Family was a powerful Aristocratic Clan, Profound Rank Weapon Wielders were exceedingly scarce. Why would they send one to Ninghe County to handle such a trivial matter?
Profound Rank Weapon Wielders were incomparably powerful—their essence like a tiger, their qi like an elephant, their spirit like a dragon.
One person alone was a formidable war machine!
Faced with several hundred elite armored soldiers in formation, they could break through them!
Why would such a terrifying war machine be dispatched here?
Qi Yuan... was not worthy of it.
As for Earth Rank Weapon Wielders, they were even more terrifying. One person was enough to influence the outcome of a small war.
"Level 30."
Inside the inn, Qi Yuan stretched lazily.
Over the past few days, Chen Kangbao and he had roamed all over Ninghe County, searching for Malevolent Spirits to kill.
He had finally reached level 30.
"I have a strange feeling... It is as though my realm has reached Foundation Establishment, yet my