Chen Jing condensed his qi and blood into his Ear Aperture.
He caught seven or eight parts out of ten of the conversation between Blood River Ghost Envoy and Zhang Tiantu.
After a brief spell of confusion and disorder, he roughly pieced together the course of events in his mind.
After the Black Wind Bandits, Yellow Sand Band, and Scorpion Bandits were wiped out, the treasure maps in their possession had likely all fallen into the Grand Commandant's Residence's hands.
If the Underworld Mansion wanted Qu Feiguang's treasure, its greatest opponent was naturally the Grand Commandant of Ye City.
This time, the Underworld Mansion had likely played its hand first.
Besides relying on Granny Gu-Heart to gather a large number of gu-men, they had also mobilized countless Lonely Ghosts and Wild Spirits westward into the Great Desert, sealing Sanhe Town so tightly that not even water could pass through.
The Underworld Mansion allowed its subordinates to cause trouble freely throughout the surrounding area, even hijacking escort caravans and cutting off trade routes, all to force Sanhe Town into reacting.
Otherwise, the Heart-Gouging Blade would not have been foolish enough to shout provocations at the Yellow Sheep Inn in broad daylight.
Such trash was nothing more than expendable material to the Underworld Mansion.
In the Underworld Mansion's eyes, they would only have a chance to seize the treasure map once Grand Commandant Zhang left Sanhe Town.
Yet according to what Zhou Qing'an had learned, no matter how fiercely the Underworld Mansion stirred up the towns around Sanhe Town, the Grand Commandant's Residence remained cold and merciless, standing firm as a mountain.
Having run out of patience, the Underworld Mansion set its sights on the Fire-Worship Sect's escort caravan.
If they seized people from the Fire-Worship Sect, the Grand Commandant's Residence might