"Then who else would know?" Feng Xiaofeng asked in confusion.
"I don't know," Yang Hengchang said helplessly. "Perhaps the Saint Thief?"
"The Saint Thief?!" Feng Xiaofeng exclaimed, then nodded. "Right, he would be the only one with that kind of ability, wouldn't he?"
"I was only making a casual guess. It's still hard to say whether it was the Saint Thief. What is certain is that the culprit is an expert, probably one in the Martial Realm," Yang Hengchang sighed. "This trip to Chaotic Province has accomplished nothing and cost us dearly. I have no face to go back."
"Martial Uncle, this wasn't your fault. These things simply couldn't be avoided. Even if someone else had come instead, they wouldn't have fared any better," Feng Xiaofeng said hurriedly.
Yang Hengchang naturally knew that anyone else facing such circumstances would not have done any better than he had. But these things had happened to him, so he alone would have to bear the consequences.
He had failed to obtain the Phoenix Feather, and the Phoenix Blood had been stolen. Punishment would certainly await him upon his return.
Perhaps my only option is to focus on Inugami. If I can earn some merit in the struggle for Inugami, perhaps it can offset my failures! Yang Hengchang thought.
At that thought, Yang Hengchang called out, "Someone, come here."
A subordinate hurried in from outside.
"Pass down my orders. Have them step up their efforts to gather information on Fan Zhongkun. I want more detailed information. I want Fan Zhongkun's exact location," Yang Hengchang said, his face grim.
"Yes!"
In truth, Feng Xiaofeng was not optimistic about his martial uncle competing for Fan Zhongkun. Now that the Saber King had appeared, his martial uncle's strength probably would not be enough.
With the Saber King's