"Black Street knew a great many things. A lot of information couldn't be leaked, so it was brought to Black Street. Those big shots wouldn't possibly come to Black Street anyway, so the information would be locked away there and never spread," Ming Yan said smugly.
"There's more, there's more..."
Listening to Ming Yan proudly share all kinds of rumors, Lu Yin was delighted. He hugged her and kissed her, making her face flush with embarrassment.
Most of the information obtained by Black Street was unreliable, but by gathering it all together, they might be able to understand something.
Lu Yin had Ming Yan contact En Ya. From then on, Black Street's intelligence could be handed over to the Eastern Frontier Alliance for compilation.
After staying in Black Street for several days, Lu Yin left. He couldn't remain there for long. The Gate of the Burial Garden was an uncertain factor, and no one knew who might emerge from it.
Xia Yi had entered the Eastern Frontier Alliance through the Gate of the Burial Garden. Fortunately, the Sea King had appeared; otherwise, the Eastern Frontier Alliance would have suffered immense losses, and Chen Huang and Luo Huang would certainly have died.
After leaving Black Street, Lu Yin contacted the Sea King. He had contacted Wang Wen while on his way to Black Street, but hadn't been able to reach him. Through Wei Rong, he learned what had happened in the Eastern Frontier Alliance. He didn't know how to deal with it, so the matter had dragged on until now.
Some things had to be resolved.
"Give me a satisfactory explanation," a low voice came through.
Lu Yin coughed. "What are you talking about, Senior?"
The Sea King roared, "That bastard Wang Wen under your command actually dared to court Qi