Chen Shi'an nodded. "As soon as I got back, I heard people talking about it all over the streets. Apparently, Zhang Qingfeng of Desolate Suppression City died at Huang Dao's hands."
Iron Bull nodded. "It's not just a rumor. It really happened.
"I've already confirmed it. Zhang Qingfeng is indeed dead.
"What's more, they couldn't even find his corpse. All that remained was a set of clothes."
Chen Shi'an smiled faintly. "That is good news. Just the thing to take Desolate Suppression City's arrogance down a notch."
Iron Bull replied with a laugh, "Huang Dao stumbled into doing us a huge favor."
At this point, he shook his head again. "For Huang Dao to kill Zhang Qingfeng, who had fourth-grade cultivation, his strength must be absurd.
"But what puzzles me is why he had to do something to the corpse after killing him.
"When he killed Lu Chenyang, he left only a head. Who knows where the body went?
"Now he's killed Zhang Qingfeng without leaving even a head.
"He seems to have some peculiar liking for corpses. Could the rumors out there actually be true? That Huang Dao has a wolf's head and a human body, that he's a half-demon who enjoys eating corpses?"
Chen Shi'an curled his lip. "And you call yourself an intelligence operative. You actually believe that baseless nonsense people spread?"
Iron Bull chuckled. "I'd like to let the evidence speak too, but Huang Dao's origins are mysterious, and his movements are erratic and elusive. I haven't found a single clue about him yet."
Chen Shi'an raised his eyelids slightly. "If he can kill a fourth-grade martial artist, he's already strong enough to swagger around our region unchallenged.
"From what we can see now, he must have had reasons we don't know about for killing Zheng