Lin Bai continued probing for information about the situation in Jiangliu City, as well as the matters between Seven Nights Divine Sect, Pure Yang Sect, and Phoenix Valley.
Perhaps out of gratitude, the old man told him everything he knew.
Over the next period of time, other elders from various Lineages arrived before the cloudship with their younger clansmen, begging to board it and travel to Shangyuan City.
After discussing it with Lin Bai, Chu Zimo agreed.
Lin Bai could also see that... with the battles ahead growing increasingly intense, many Lineages and sects had fled the war zone with their families in tow.
A huge number of martial artists had suddenly poured into Azure Lotus Sect's territory, gradually leaving the cities unable to accommodate so many of them.
As a result, the ferry terminals were bustling every day, and ferries and cloudships had long been in a state where tickets were impossible to obtain.
Otherwise, the disciples of those Lineages and sects would never have begged to board Lin Bai and Chu Zimo's merchant cloudship.
Besides Lin Bai and Chu Zimo's merchant cloudship, Lin Bai also saw other merchant cloudships docked at the pier gradually taking in some refugees.
The difference was that... they charged exorbitant fares, while Lin Bai and Chu Zimo charged nothing.
"A mere bunch of hooligans and bandits. You haven't even taken them seriously."
"Young Master, you may not know this, but on the road to Shangyuan City, we will pass through an unbroken stretch of mountains. A band of bandits has occupied the mountains and proclaimed themselves kings there."
The enormous plaque bearing the words "Black Wind Stronghold" fell into the flames and turned to ash.
"That makes sense." Taiyi Dao had no objection to this. He smiled and said, "Miss, there's no need