Frostmoon Cold Isle.
"My lady, we still haven't found any trace of Xize," a Card Adept reported with a bow.
Jia Yingxia snorted. "That old fellow certainly knows how to bide his time. Someone challenged him by name, and he still turned a blind eye. Hmph, Cang Lan has quite an appetite. Even I can't quite make sense of it. What about the underworld's four forces? And have you uncovered the Wood Character Camp's origins?"
"Not yet. It's very strange. Our inside source hasn't sent back any useful intelligence this time." The Card Adept hesitated before adding, "I suspect Cang Lan has discovered our source."
Jia Yingxia pressed a hand to her forehead and sighed softly. "The situation is growing more complicated. Those underworld fellows aren't content to sit quietly anymore, either. We need to move faster. How long until A Yue arrives?"
"Miss Yue should arrive in about three days."
"Powerful enemies outside, endless troubles within." Jia Yingxia looked distracted. After a moment, she murmured to herself.
Compared with their circumstances a little while ago, the Snow Silk Worm Card Adept Corps now felt as though they were living in paradise. As the brightest stars of recent days, they received the warmest welcome from every quarter wherever they went. Their current campsite, for instance, had been provided free of charge by a merchant association.
Bagnell had nearly rubbed his chin raw. His face was clouded with worry. "Where on earth has the boss gone? We still haven't heard a thing."
This had become everyone's biggest headache lately: they couldn't contact the boss. When Chen Mu had been with the Taishu Family, they hadn't been able to reach him either, but at least they had known he was there. Now it was as if the boss had suddenly vanished along