Ling Tianchen gave it no further thought and said, "We've traced them to Tianhe Province in the Northern Twelve Provinces and found some clues. Do you want to come over?"
"What?" Mu Qinglan's heart jolted.
This guy actually tracked them down?
"That's right," Ling Tianchen continued. "They've been operating in Tianhe Province lately, and we're tailing them now."
Mu Qinglan's expression darkened.
If they ran into each other, this outrageously profitable business would come to an end.
No way!
Mu Qinglan hurriedly exchanged a few perfunctory words with him, then went to find Chun Xiaobai, who was fast asleep.
"Chun... Great King, I think we need to take a detour on our next trip."
"A detour? What do you mean?"
Chun Xiaobai raised his head, looking puzzled.
"No particular reason. It's this elder's intuition. If we go straight there, something terrible will happen."
"Fine, fine, fine." Chun Xiaobai did not refuse and nodded in agreement.
After all, lately, he had gone from a Mountain King to a glorified doorman.
Whenever they arrived somewhere, all he had to do was open the grotto heaven and dismantle their sect-protecting formation. The others would then swarm inside under Mu Qinglan's leadership.
In less than an hour, all the treasures would be carried out.
Everything went far too smoothly!
So smoothly that Chun Xiaobai was almost embarrassed.
Still, that was all thanks to his wealth of experience as the Mountain King and his skill in leading troops.
Without the military spirit he had forged back then, how could they possibly intimidate those old fellows who shut themselves away behind their defenses?
Meanwhile, Mu Qinglan grew more enthusiastic and more proficient with every job.
By now, she had completely mastered the art of projecting the right presence.
Only it was not the presence of a