Zhong Shenxiu turned around without even looking at the mountains of gold and seas of silver displayed in the treasury. He casually dusted off his hands, then turned to Lan Jinghe. "Once we're back, I'll have Yulai give you the items."
"Leng Yulai?"
Lan Jinghe raised her brow, her narrow eyes narrowing slightly as though she had recalled someone from long ago.
Back then, among the Holy Spirit Cult's Four Heavenly Kings, Dark Phoenix Leng Yulai wielded dark flames with incredible mastery. Decisive and ruthless, she had been one of Lan Jinghe's most capable generals.
However, several years ago, Leng Yulai had been ordered to infiltrate the East Sea region, after which she had completely vanished without a trace.
Soon afterward, the Holy Spirit Cult's East Sea branch had gradually begun slipping out of headquarters' control.
The Ghost Emperor had sent several waves of people to take over. They either disappeared without a sound or came back battered and humiliated.
At the time, the Ghost Emperor had even specifically reported to her that the East Sea was hiding a tough opponent.
At the time, she had been holed up in the depths of the sea, nurturing the Space-Time God Shuttle and pushing toward the bottleneck of a Divine Position. She had been too lazy to bother with such trivial matters and had casually suppressed the report.
Only now did Lan Jinghe finally realize.
"So Leng Yulai has been under your control all these years!"
She pointed at Zhong Shenxiu, her tone carrying a hint of sudden understanding.
So one of her own top generals had defected long ago?
"What do you mean, under my control?"
Zhong Shenxiu was displeased and rolled his eyes.
"That's called mutual affection. Heroes appreciating heroes."
"Yulai spent every day in your Holy Spirit Cult fighting