If you wanted to quickly uncover the hidden truth within an organization, what was the best way to do it?
Lin Hui didn't know. In both his past life and this one, he had been an ordinary person of good character.
So when it came to this sort of thing, he was no professional.
Good thing I've disguised my identity now.
With his sword in hand, the wind around him surged ever more violently, whirling and raging around him.
He raised his head and looked toward the sprawling cluster of buildings ahead.
Whoosh!
His figure vanished, and an invisible gale roared into the forest ahead.
Leaves were torn away in great swathes, earth churned, and shattered stones flew everywhere. Wherever he passed, a clear semicylindrical trench appeared in the ground.
The trench stretched straight ahead, racing toward the Garden Mountain branch of the New Martial Alliance.
It was not that he had deliberately destroyed the terrain. He had merely stopped restraining the wild winds naturally coiling around him.
Rumble...
Amid faint tremors, a distinct semicylindrical trench several thousand meters across charged toward the mountain gate of the New Martial Alliance branch, accompanied by howling winds.
Within the trench, Lin Hui's figure was wrapped in wind, only a vague, distorted human shape faintly visible.
The overly violent airflow warped the light. At this moment, not only was his face impossible to make out—even the outline of his body was blurred beyond recognition.
His entire person seemed shrouded beneath a hazy filter.
At the mountain-shaped gate, several branch Martial Artists on guard stopped what they were doing in stunned disbelief, staring blankly at the gale rushing toward them. "What... what is that!?" The pipe clenched between one man's teeth dropped to the ground without his noticing.
"It looks like... a person!?"
"Could