Soft clouds drifted through the sky like wisps of smoke.
Green hills surrounded them, clear waters flowed on, and the weeping willows along the lakeshore swayed in the breeze. Sunlight scattered dappled patches of color across the damp earth.
Yang Ming lay on the grass beside his four wives, watching the morning sun slowly rise in the east, his heart filled with an indescribable peace and happiness.
Clearly, however, his day off was about to end.
Yang Ming's ears twitched as he heard the sound of flapping wings drawing closer.
In fact, before the visitor could approach, his divine sense, at the third-level divine origin realm, had already covered a thousand-meter radius. The instant the visitor entered the edge of that range, he had detected its figure.
The visitor was a blood-red bat.
It was an offspring the Dark Gold Three-Headed Bat King had separated from himself using a Soul Skill. These days, such bats were not only used for internal communications within the Sky-Blasting Gang but also sold to outsiders as a safe, reliable replacement for messenger pigeons.
Yang Ming rose from the grass and stretched lazily, then raised his right arm. The little blood-red bat landed neatly upon it.
"Husband, has something happened?"
Ning Rongrong was both considerate and perceptive, and she immediately sensed that something was amiss.
Yang Ming removed the message tube from the blood-red bat's claws and drew out a rolled sheet of paper. His eyes swept rapidly over the tiny, mosquito-sized characters, giving him a basic understanding of what had happened at the Sky-Blasting Gang's headquarters the previous night.
"It's nothing. Don't worry."
Yang Ming gave her a reassuring smile, then frowned slightly.
Zi JI and someone of unknown identity had abducted Wang Qiu'er together?
Yang Ming was somewhat surprised. He had thought that