The seventh level was the most chaotic of the upper levels. There were Mercenaries there, killers, desperadoes—as long as you could pay the price, you could find anyone.
Zhou Jin walked down the street, his mind turning over countermeasures.
Since Sister Liu knew the President's whereabouts, then the others in the underground city must know as well. The President's movements were no secret, and he had not deliberately hidden them. That meant he was not worried about being found at all.
He had dared to walk openly into Dragon King Underground City and dared to go straight to the seventh level. That meant he had someone backing him on the seventh level, or that he himself was someone not easy to provoke.
At that thought, Zhou Jin's footsteps paused.
He remembered what Lin Taichu had said: for the president of the Tianyuan Chamber of Commerce to escape disaster when the headquarters was destroyed meant this man was not simple.
Zhou Jin walked to a stone house at the end of the fifth level and pushed the door open. Inside sat four people, all Cultivators, playing cards.
When they saw Zhou Jin come in, all four stood up at the same time.
"Lord Zhou."
Zhou Jin sat down in an empty chair and looked at the four of them.
"Help me investigate someone. The president of the Tianyuan Chamber of Commerce. He came in through the northern entrance five days ago, wearing a black cloak and a silver mask, and went straight to the seventh level. I want to know who he sought out on the seventh level, and where he is now."
One of the four nodded, turned, and walked out of the stone house.
The remaining three sat back down, but they stopped playing cards and all looked at