Information Peddler, Disaster Befalling the Pond Fish

Once everything had been said, the shadow Liu Guan had condensed naturally vanished, and the temporarily opened Shadow Void was smoothed away. Jiang Wang and the guards beside him seemed to awaken from a nightmare, staring over in horror.

Kuang Yanqi maintained a reserved expression. The more calmly he faced things, the more unfathomable he appeared in Jiang Wang and the others' eyes. Yet inwardly, he was still tangled up:

From this point onward, the Eastern Branch of the Demonic Sect's resources in the Northern Wilderness would have to be fully redirected toward finding Lu Suhua. At the same time, Liu Guan had also hinted that he agreed to let him use part of his strength for his own selfish purposes.

That had been... a hint, right? Kuang Yanqi found Liu Guan increasingly impossible to understand. That man was undoubtedly a madman, but what was this oppressive force that seemed to point straight at one's heart?

He climbed into the carriage by himself, turning a blind eye to the beautiful maidservants attending him eagerly. Leaving aside the oppressive feeling Liu Guan gave him, the matter before him alone was enough to give him a headache. For Liu Guan, shifting the direction of resource allocation was just one sentence. On his end, however, it had to be put down on paper, and he had to produce a plan convincing enough. Otherwise, the Eastern Branch of the Demonic Sect might ignore Liu Guan, but they certainly would not let him off.

Having boarded Liu Guan's pirate ship, he was bound to devote himself to this matter.

"Bring me paper and brush!"

There were communication jade slips in this world, so cultivators rarely used paper and brush. But when it came to organizing one's thoughts, these things were still more practical.

Kuang Yanqi