Lu Chen's shoulder throbbed from the slap. "Sir, take it easy! What level is your cultivation, and what level is mine? My bones are about to come apart!"
Yu Feng burst into laughter. "This one was careless. Tell me, how did you capture him?"
"Jiangdu City God helped."
"Oh?" Yu Feng was not surprised. "That still counts as one of your merits!"
He looked at Qiu Qianluo on the ground. "Did you get anything out of him?"
"This man has a hard mouth and did not reveal much. The most crucial information is that he came from Xiangnan and was determined to become a ghost immortal."
"Xiangnan?" Yu Feng's gaze sharpened. "As expected! This one had long suspected that the mastermind was connected to Xiangnan. Only that place produces such wicked arts in abundance!"
Lu Chen asked curiously, "Sir, what sort of place is Xiangnan? Why is it so special?"
Yu Feng turned back and gave him a long, deep look. After pondering for a moment, he shook his head. "Forget it. That place... ask less about it. Knowing too much will do you no good."
Lu Chen: "..."
Fine, if he would not say it, then he would ask Zeng Rou or Wang Zhidong later.
Yu Feng waved a hand, ordering the guards to haul the man away.
"Kid, you handled this beautifully! I thought you were only providing clues, but I never expected you to capture the man yourself! Don't worry, this City Lord will never go back on his word. Get yourself ready to rise among the new elite. This one will handle everything that follows."
"Wait, sir, this is not over yet!"
Yu Feng froze. "Hasn't the murderer already been captured?"
Lu Chen shook his head. "This fiend is indeed one of the murderers, but only