"I'm going to the Extreme North in three days."
"The Extreme North?"
Ye Guyi was visibly stunned.
Li Changsheng briefly explained his plan, then looked at her with a serious expression.
"Before I return, stop hunting the Holy Spirit Cult."
"What?"
Ye Guyi's expression immediately changed.
"But I've already found some clues. If I keep investigating, I might be able to find where they're really hiding."
"I said, stop."
Li Changsheng's tone was calm, yet carried an unquestionable authority.
"At least until I return, do not proactively contact anyone from the Holy Spirit Cult, and don't act on your own."
Ye Guyi's grip on her sword hilt tightened slightly, and obvious reluctance appeared on her face.
She had always regarded purging the Holy Spirit Cult as her responsibility.
Ever since learning that the Holy Spirit Cult had been operating in secret across the continent and committing countless atrocities, she had constantly sought traces of them.
Now that she had finally found some clues, Li Changsheng was telling her to give up for the time being. Naturally, that was difficult for her to accept.
"Why?"
Ye Guyi pressed her lips together, her voice somewhat sullen.
"You're only going to the Extreme North, not leaving for a long time. Can't I continue investigating while you're gone?"
"No."
Li Changsheng said directly:
"I don't object to you investigating the Holy Spirit Cult. But you're too impulsive. When you encounter a suspected target, you often chase after them without waiting for support from the others."
"It was the same last time."
Ye Guyi opened her mouth, wanting to argue, but swallowed the words before they came out.
Because Li Changsheng was telling the truth.
She truly was not good at concealing her emotions, nor did she like waiting.
Many times, once she confirmed traces