Several days later.
Qing'an District.
A plain-looking middle-aged man arrived before a courtyard and knocked on the gate.
"Fang Zong? I never expected it to be you!" A short man with sparse hair opened the door and greeted him into the courtyard with delight.
A moment later.
Inside the courtyard.
"Hai Long, you've been undercover in White Bird City all this time. Do you know the background of that new City Lord?" Fang Zong asked solemnly.
"The new City Lord's surname is Chen. All I know is that he's an outsider. At first, he lived in the courtyard diagonally across from mine," the short man, Hai Long, said.
"No one knows exactly which city he came from. The person who brought him here also went to Formless City and vanished without a trace."
"You mean this man might be from Formless City?" Fang Zong frowned.
"Maybe." Hai Bin shrugged.
"A few days ago, when Black Wind attacked the city, whose doing was that?" He brought up another matter.
"It was... General Qin Yisheng," Fang Zong said hesitantly.
"I knew it was him. Who else could be so cold-blooded?" Hai Long snorted.
"So many Black Wind Demons attacked the city, yet he didn't give us even a word of warning. Are the lives of us undercover agents not lives?"
"Hey, hey, calm down, calm down. It was all for the sake of our Three Paths City," Fang Zong hurriedly soothed him.
Only after persuading him for quite a while and promising to apply for extra rewards could they continue the discussion.
"You've been here so long. You must have other gains. Hurry and tell me." Fang Zong poked the soft flesh beneath Hai Long's ribs and continued asking with a cheeky grin.
"Fine. It's only because you came. If it were