Over the next hour, Yue Wen saw at least four or five teams of cultivators sweep past at low altitude. They were likely teams led by mid-realm experts searching for the Demon Race. Normally, cultivators would not dare fly so openly through urban areas, but now they had imperial authorization.
The entirety of Jiang City, including several satellite cities, was shrouded in a tense, grim atmosphere.
Yue Wen and Zhao Xing'er sat facing each other with dark expressions, and the atmosphere in the room was equally heavy—because they had just spent a round of discussion and still could not decide what takeout to order for lunch.
Just then, Qi Dian walked in.
Yue Wen and Zhao Xing'er's eyes lit up at once.
"Brother Qi, your timing is perfect." Yue Wen greeted him. "You left early with your fellow disciples yesterday, so we didn't get the chance to treat you to a meal. Come join us."
"No, no, I'll treat." Qi Dian said. "You helped me escape the Demon Domain yesterday, and I still haven't thanked you. I actually came today to ask you for a small favor."
"Hey, if you've got something to say, Brother Qi, just say it." Yue Wen waved a hand.
After their recent encounters, his friendship with Qi Dian had indeed grown quite close.
"It's like this. My niece attends kindergarten in City Seven. Recently, there have been several bizarre cases of children disappearing there. Although they were all found afterward, the parents are still very worried." Qi Dian got straight to the point.
"My sister and brother-in-law are both busy with work, so their nanny usually picks up and drops off the child. But lately, the parents' group has been in a panic, so they asked me to find a cultivator to escort her to