Paper Doll Trump Card

"Where did they take my brother?" Zhao Han asked again.

The shopkeeper said dazedly, "He was taken away by people from our sect. I don't know where they went. I'm only responsible for scouting out candidates. Other people from the sect handle the tests."

"How many shops like this does your Yin Yang Sect have in Yongzhou?"

"Hundreds. There are twenty just in the prefectural city!"

"That many!"

Zhao Han was taken aback. The Yin Yang Sect in Yongzhou was far stronger than the one in Liang Prefecture.

The sect in Liang Prefecture was full of nobodies. Here, they were all elite.

Liang Prefecture had a small population, few resources, and a poor environment. It was far too difficult for a genius to emerge there.

The Yin Yang Sect regarded Liang Prefecture as a sewer, sending there people who had already served the sect and no longer had anything to offer.

After that, Zhao Han asked for some more information.

Then he glared at the shopkeeper, who bled from all seven orifices and died.

"Creak!"

After opening the door and entering Zhao Si's guest room, Zhao Han sensed no trace of either man. The Yin Yang Sect's people had cleaned everything up.

They really didn't leave a single loose end.

But I'm no slouch either. Zhao Han immediately took out the Dragon Seeking Stone.

Dong Congzhi's aura still lingered on the Dragon Seeking Stone. Zhao Han hadn't erased it, and now it had come in handy.

As soon as he took it out, the Dragon Seeking Stone quickly pinpointed Dong Congzhi's location: east.

And it was close, just outside Yongzhou's prefectural city.

After putting away the Dragon Seeking Stone, Zhao Han didn't go straight to rescue Zhao Si.

"The Yin Yang Sect is quite 'kindhearted' in how they do things.