Thus, Many Thanks, Grand Elder!

The two of them strolled slowly down the corridor. There was no clamor around them, only the occasional rustle of wind through bamboo leaves, the swaying echoes carrying something of the feeling of a nighttime stroll through Chengtian Poetry.

Yet neither spoke, especially Mitter Tengshan.

Though he did not know why Lin Feng had summoned him alone, his shrewdness as a merchant told him that whoever needed a favor had to first show their sincerity, allowing him to name his price.

"Grand Elder Tengshan," after reaching a corner, Lin Feng suddenly turned and asked Mitter Tengshan, "do you still remember the Ice Emperor—Hai Bodong?"

"What?!" The moment Lin Feng spoke, Mitter Tengshan nearly tore off the beard he took such pride in. Disregarding whether his expression was proper, he hurriedly pressed Lin Feng.

"How did you learn of Elder Hai's whereabouts, little friend Lin Feng? No matter what, please tell me. The Mite'er Family can fulfill any request Master Lin Feng desires."

"Is that so? What if it means offending the Imperial Family or the Misty Cloud Sect?" Seeing the old man's anxious expression, Lin Feng knew he had taken the initiative.

Still, I need to test his limits first. Lin Feng thought. This time, I must get rid of Mo Cheng once and for all. Otherwise, with that mad dog watching me at all times, even if I don't fear him, there will inevitably be moments when I let my guard down.

Better to strike first. It all depends on whether Mitter Tengshan truly cares about Hai Bodong. As he watched Mitter Tengshan's expression shift, Lin Feng leisurely admired the scenery around them.

After hesitating for a while, Mitter Tengshan ultimately decided that news of the Ice Emperor was more important to the family. Gritting his teeth, he slowly said to Lin Feng, "Little friend Lin Feng, please tell this old man of Elder Hai's whereabouts. Even if it means offending the Imperial Family or the Misty Cloud Sect, my Mite'er Family will not fear them."

Having made up his mind, his voice grew increasingly resolute toward the end.

"To be honest, Grand Elder Tengshan, I was also born in the Jia Ma Empire. When I was young, I struggled to survive at the border between the empire and the Snake People Tribe. Because of that, I visited several nearby cities."

Seeing not the slightest impatience on Mitter Tengshan's face, Lin Feng inwardly praised him. As expected of the leader of a major power. He really is steady.

In truth, Mitter Tengshan was overjoyed inside. So he wasn't deceiving this old man after all!

To the Mite'er Family, Hai Bodong was their stabilizing pillar. So long as he remained alive, no one would dare covet the family's immense wealth.

However, since Hai Bodong had not appeared for many years, some had begun to speculate whether he had already fallen in some unknown place.

Mitter Tengshan was deeply anxious about this as well. Back then, he had merely been a minor Dou Ling when he was forced to shoulder the burden of this enormous family. The pressure was imaginable.

Moreover, the Mite'er Family could not conduct a large-scale search openly. Would that not confirm that even the family itself had lost all news of the Ice Emperor?

If that were truly the case, the enemies lurking in the shadows would likely seize the first opportunity to drown the wavering family in one fell swoop.

They did not even dare leave any traces while searching in secret. Who could be certain there were no enemy spies among them?

Thus, the instant Lin Feng mentioned the Ice Emperor, Mitter Tengshan lost his usual composure.

It had nothing to do with anything else. For the past several decades, what had sustained him was his childhood idol, the Ice Emperor—Hai Bodong.

Seeing Mitter Tengshan's composed expression, Lin Feng curled his lips in disappointment, as though a certain mischievous pleasure had gone unsatisfied.

"Grand Elder Tengshan, I remember that during my travels years ago, I once stayed in a small city. An ancient map shop there left a deep impression on me."

After observing Mitter Tengshan's expression, Lin Feng stopped keeping him in suspense.

"There was only one old man in the shop. He had an eccentric temperament and seemed not to care whether customers came by or not. But his maps were beyond reproach, and they even helped me avoid a crisis."

"That must have been Elder Hai. I remember that Elder Hai liked traveling the continent many years ago, and his mapmaking was widely praised." Mitter Tengshan's arm tightened beneath his robe, and the excitement on his face seemed impossible to suppress any longer.

"Little friend Lin Feng, please tell me everything at once."

"Haha, that was my fault." Seeing that Mitter Tengshan had suddenly interrupted him, Lin Feng decided to make a long story short.

"At the time, I saw the Mite'er Family emblem on the old man. I was puzzled then. Why would someone from the Mite'er Family come to this resource-poor desert region, where battles raged everywhere and the environment was so harsh, just to retire? Could it be that the old man had been exiled?"

Lin Feng's tone seemed to convey the confusion he had felt at the time. Indeed, even if one wished to retire, no one would come alone to such a place!

"However, after seeing the Ice Emperor's portrait some time ago, I became certain. He truly was the Ice Emperor—Hai Bodong himself."

"Little friend Lin Feng, thank you for informing this old man of such vital news. For such a great favor, please accept this old man's bow."

After hearing Lin Feng's account, Mitter Tengshan was utterly certain that this was the patriarch of their Mite'er Family, the long-missing Ice Emperor—Hai Bodong, one of the Jia Ma Empire's Ten Great Experts.

Seeing Mitter Tengshan about to bow, Lin Feng hurriedly stepped aside. He could not accept a bow from an elder.

He quickly helped the old man before him back up. "Grand Elder Tengshan, if you truly wish to thank me, then there is something I need the Grand Elder's help with right now."

After a pause, Lin Feng tested him. "And it would quite seriously offend the Misty Cloud Sect. I wonder, Grand Elder, do your words still count?"

"Hahaha, little friend Lin Feng, you underestimate this old man—and you underestimate our Mite'er Family." After composing his excited expression, Mitter Tengshan regained the calmness and boldness of a pillar supporting a major power.

"Little friend Lin Feng, just say the word. To us merchants, integrity is the foundation of our existence. Keeping one's promises has been this old man's lifelong creed!"

"Since that is the case, then I shall speak frankly with the Grand Elder." Seeing that Mitter Tengshan truly possessed the Ice Emperor's style, Lin Feng inwardly sighed. As expected of someone who worships the Ice Emperor. Could he also be the type who loves competing at the highest level deep down?

"This is how it began. I have a younger sister—the young woman in green who is always by my side."

Lin Feng paused, seeming to consider his words. "And today, Mo Cheng of Yan City's Mo Family, the Outer Sect Guest Elder of Misty Cloud Sect, he..."

"That is what happened. Grand Elder, can you capture him? Today, I must cut off that old ruffian's dog head!" As Lin Feng spoke, his tone turned somewhat chilling. Mitter Tengshan was startled; it seemed he had never seen Lin Feng like this before.

"Do not worry, little friend. Leave this matter to this old man. I guarantee I'll deliver you a dog head." Stroking his beard, Mitter Tengshan narrowed his eyes slightly, as though another prey had entered his sights.

"Thus, many thanks, Grand Elder!"