But fire attacks and arrow formations could only kill and wound, not wipe them out. If they could not annihilate the Dantai Family's army, they would come again. He had to think of a way to make sure the Dantai Family's army came with no return.
Lin Taichu stared at the map for a long time, until the sky had gone completely dark and the light in the room had turned dim.
Early the next morning, just as the sky was beginning to brighten.
Zhao Feng took ten Guards out of the inn and split up toward the various streets of Dantai Town. Lin Taichu stood before the window on the inn's second floor, watching Zhao Feng's figure disappear at the end of the street, then turned and sat back down in his chair.
Whether news could spread did not depend on how true the news itself was, but on whether the people hearing it were willing to believe it.
Luofeng City's restriction truly existed. The Dantai Family really had lost people last time. These were all facts. As long as the facts were spoken aloud, the merchants would draw their own conclusions.
Zhao Feng first went to the market on the eastern side of town. Quite a few peddlers were already setting up stalls, and people streamed back and forth, the sounds of haggling rising and falling one after another. Zhao Feng made a circuit through the market, and finally stopped before a stall selling talismans.
The stall owner was a middle-aged cultivator in his forties. Seeing Zhao Feng approach, he immediately called out to him.
"Customer, take a look at these talismans. They're all top-quality goods, and the prices are fair."
Zhao Feng crouched down and picked up a talisman to examine it.
"Where do you get these