Han Anbo said, "Everyone in the Night Guard has a dossier. Just ask Lord Zhou for them; they'll be more complete than anything we can dig up. Observing fate takes time, as well as the right opportunity and place. It's best not to do it at the Night Guard Yamen. Checking dossiers alone won't do either. I'll find a few reliable runners to look into the movements of those two."
"You know Fate Arts too?" Li Qingxian asked.
"I know a little of everything," Han Anbo said.
"Are those runners reliable?" Li Qingxian asked.
"No problem. They do this sort of thing all the time and have never had an accident. At worst, I'll give them more tasks so they won't know our real intentions," Han Anbo said.
"Fine. I trust you, Brother Han."
The three discussed a few details, then returned to the Night Guard Yamen.
Li Qingxian headed straight for Chunfeng Residence, pondering as he walked how to resolve this matter.
"Even the strongest Fate Arts Master needs people around to help. Brother Han and Yu Ping are both trustworthy. As for how to deal with Wei Yong and Tao Zhi, I'll have to look at their Fate Molds first before deciding..."
When he entered Chunfeng Residence, Zhou Chunfeng was not there. Li Qingxian found a book on the shelf that casually discussed Fate Arts and began reading.
For some reason, ever since he had gotten started in Fate Arts, Li Qingxian had become patient when reading Books of Fate.
This time, he read for a full two quarters of an hour before his mind grew tired. He put down the Book of Fate and searched for a storybook novel.
"Hm?" Li Qingxian quickly discovered a whole set of chaptered novels titled Travels of a Fate Arts Master,