One Finger?
Two Fingers... Zhang Dabao's Master?
It was precisely because Chen Yi knew this person that he found it somewhat strange.
He remembered Zhang Dabao saying that his master had already washed his hands in a golden basin and wandered the world.
Why had he returned?
And why had he gotten mixed up with people from the Jizhou Trading Company?
Chen Yi pondered for a moment but found no answer, so he merely placed another piece on the chessboard in his mind.
—A black stone.
Though he felt somewhat sorry toward Zhang Dabao, given the current situation, anyone entangled with the Jizhou Trading Company was most likely no good.
Even One Finger... would not be an exception for the time being.
"Strange."
Chen Yi felt that the events of late had shattered his former understanding of Shuzhou.
First came the Mountain Tribe's Half-step Smile Madness.
Then came One Finger.
There was also Song Jin Jian of the Qinghe Cui Family, along with Li Sanyuan, the Patrolling Wind Envoy of the Jizhou Trading Company.
Even though Chen Yi had worked out some of the key points, such as those people's ultimate aim and their general methods, the present situation still remained unclear to him.
After pondering for a moment.
Chen Yi formed a plan.
"They are hiding in the dark, leaving no trace behind. Naturally, it is all clouds and mist, obscuring the view. But..."
"I am in the dark as well."
Since he knew their target was Li Sanyuan, then he would use Li Sanyuan to fish for them.
Though Chen Yi's title as the "Fishing God" had ceased to exist after he came here, fishing for people was different from fishing for fish.
With bait in hand, he refused to believe those people would not take the hook.