In Great Liao, Xiao Feng, once the Southern Prince, had now become the Southern Duke.
An important guest had arrived at his residence.
"Imperial Preceptor, please sit. It's rare for someone as busy as you to visit me."
Lin Lang smiled. "You're too polite, Brother Xiao. We can still address each other as brothers."
"I actually came because I need your help with something."
Xiao Feng straightened. "Please tell me. If it's within my power, I won't refuse."
Great Ming could have annexed Great Liao outright, yet had given it a chance to submit and pay tribute. He was already deeply grateful.
Besides, he and his father owed Lin Lang many favors. With Lin Lang making a rare request, he would naturally brave boiling water and blazing fire for him.
"Brother Xiao, how many Jianghu sects are there in your Liao Kingdom? Include any that used to be fairly famous."
Xiao Feng looked at Lin Lang in surprise. "Brother Lin, the Liao Kingdom lies on the frontier. The Jianghu sects here aren't powerful."
"If the Sun Moon Holy Cult wants to establish branch altars here, I doubt any Jianghu sect would dare oppose it."
He could not understand. Did the Sun Moon Holy Cult need to be so cautious about expanding?
Lin Lang would not even need to act. Sending any two of his disciples would be enough to sweep through the entire Liao Kingdom.
Lin Lang shook his head slightly. "It's not about establishing branch altars. I'm helping a friend."
After arriving in Great Liao, he had discovered that its three Green Robe Towers stood deserted. He did not know whether they had been wiped out or evacuated beforehand. Even the First Tower had no information.
From the look of things, something must have happened to Yu'er.
Yu'er had