Martial Slave Escapes

"This is the Pass Permit I prepared for you. From now on, you're my distant relative who came to seek refuge with me—Jian Feng."

Jian Ruzhu took out the documents for Chen Xu to read. Though she was no longer the influential figure she had once been, a starving camel was still bigger than a horse. Getting something like this was not particularly difficult.

After memorizing Jian Feng's identity, Chen Xu turned on the phone provided by the Martial Alliance. He had not been idle while staying in the villa yesterday, trying to see if he could use the Martial Alliance's channels to find the Vast Righteousness Sect's senior disciple.

"There isn't a single piece of information about his movements. This is going to be troublesome." Chen Xu frowned slightly. This was undoubtedly terrible news for him.

If he used the identity of the Tiger King, getting some information would not be difficult. But if he made inquiries under that identity and Zhongli Zheng met with trouble within a few days, suspicion would inevitably fall on him.

"Then I'll just conduct a carpet search."

Although the photograph of Zhongli Zheng's back had been destroyed along with Mu Suyi's death, Chen Xu's current memory was far too good for him to forget it.

Besides, even if he had only seen Zhongli Zheng from behind, Chen Xu was confident that he would recognize him immediately upon seeing him.

After a day of recuperation, his strength had recovered to around seventy percent. That was also the confidence he needed to dare leave the house and handle any unexpected situations.

"Hey, where are you going?" Seeing Chen Xu head for the door, Xiao Ji sprang up from the sofa and asked.

"Just taking a walk." With that, Chen Xu ignored her further questions and