About to Make a Move

The Yehuai outpost was gone?

Seeing his old comrade, Yin Zhong had already anticipated this. He had even prepared for the worst. But when his old comrade actually delivered the news, the hand behind his back still clenched into a fist.

The Yehuai outpost had been established back when he had yet to ascend to the Talisman Realm and held little influence. At the order of a senior figure in the merchant association, he had poured tremendous effort into building it.

Though it was small, it controlled the resource channels of an entire county and brought the association a respectable profit.

And now, it was gone.

Of all the association's senior members, no one felt this loss more keenly than Yin Zhong. Even Jiang Yan, who had only just taken charge of the Yehuai outpost's channels, could not compare.

Suppressing his grief, anger, and other emotions, Yin Zhong closed his eyes and drew a deep breath before speaking to the man before him.

"Get up and tell me what happened."

"Yes, sir." The man, wrapped in bandages, answered simply, then slowly struggled to his feet, as if this easy movement would take all his strength.

Seeing this, some of the anger in Yin Zhong's heart faded. His brow twitched, and he asked with concern, "Gao Qiang, can you hold on?

"If not, go rest and tend to your injuries first."

"I'm fine." The man named Gao Qiang lowered his head. His voice suddenly grew choked and muffled as he said through obvious pain, "This is nothing. Compared with the brothers who died in battle, I'm already very lucky."

Then the man raised his head, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Yin Zhong.

"I had to tell you about Yehuai as soon as possible, so the association master could find out early