"Fellow Daoist, did something happen?"
Wen Jiu asked tentatively.
He wanted to see how the other man would react.
But he hadn't expected the Night Patrol Division disciple to be so well prepared. "These past few days, people from Flying Immortal Peak who've gone to the rogue cultivator market at Lian Wu Mountain have kept getting attacked by Yin Souls on the road. Four Spirit Farming Division disciples have already died. Steward Si knows you're a Corpse Nurturer and thought you might know more about tracking ghosts than we do, so he asked you to join us on this mission... Don't worry. Whether we find anything or not, you'll still get a reward in spirit stones."
"How many?"
Wen Jiu pressed deliberately.
The Night Patrol Division disciple's smile grew. "At least three to five. Our steward, Mu Ye, never shortchanges his own people."
"That's quite a lot."
Wen Jiu smiled in reply, and the face of the so-called Steward Mu gradually surfaced in his mind.
There were only so many stewards in the Night Patrol Division; it was hard not to remember them.
If he remembered correctly, Steward Mu's name was Mu Ye. He was one of Si Kongbai's people and had a fairly good relationship with Li Ye. Back when they'd interrogated Night Patrol Division disciples with Illusion Pills, the two of them had stood together.
Could this have something to do with Li Ye?
Had that fellow lost his patience so soon?
If Wen Jiu really went to search for Yin Souls around the market at Lian Wu Mountain, there was a good chance Li Ye would quietly make his move there.
He hadn't expected them to use such an open scheme.
It didn't even count as a scheme in the shadows.
If Wen Jiu refused to go,