Liang Xiaotang paused slightly, the teasing look on his face instantly faded, replaced by a trace of solemnity.
He stepped forward two steps, locking his gaze on Ling Zifeng, and asked in a low voice:
"Are you sure? That old thing has disappeared for so many years, how could he suddenly pop up? He caused quite a stir back in the day, and the higher-ups have always been resentful of him."
Ling Zifeng rubbed his temples, fatigue overwhelming him like the tide, as he leaned against the tree trunk and slowly sat down, his voice hoarse as he said:
"Tonight I clashed with people from the Lu Family, and witnessed one of their experts using abilities to battle the Black Sectâs Lama. Although his appearance has changed significantly, the level of strength, and Lu Yongquanâs attitude towards him, I am sure itâs Lu Shihua."
"The old thing really hid deeply!"
Liang Xiaotang muttered softly, revealing some surprise in his eyes:
"According to common sense, after the familyâs Secret Realm declines, not only is it difficult to have offspring, but many donât live past fifty. This old thing was severely injured, yet he can still live this long. The Lu Familyâs abilities are truly enviable..."
"I wonder what heâs been plotting while hiding all these years. Now that heâs reappeared, he must be prepared."
Liang Xiaotang couldnât help but express a few thoughts, suddenly his gaze froze, recalling a crucial matter, he immediately looked at Ling Zifeng:
"Could it be, he wants to restart the unfinished plan from back then?"
"Heh, this time itâs going to be bigger than back then."
Ling Zifengâs lips twisted into a cold smile:
"Recently, the mutants attracted by the Golden Benba Bottle are merely nourishment prepared for the Lu Familyâs Ancestor Spirit. Everything they do is to transfer the ancestral Secret Realm, arrogantly seeking to extend the familyâs glory, using any means possible."
"To come up with this plan, he really is a person of ambition..."
Speaking of this, he paused, lightly shook his head, seemingly having a few admiring thoughts about the Lu Familyâs boldness.
"Did the Lu Family succeed in transferring?"
Liang Xiaotangâs heart tightened upon hearing this, immediately pursued.
"Who knows."
Ling Zifeng lazily leaned against the tree trunk, pursing his lips:
"I originally planned to sneak in quietly and check the situation, but got entangled by a bunch of mice, then attracted the Lu Family guardsâ siege, with Lu Shihua leading them."
"That old thing inexplicably mistook me for a Black Sect Lama, shouting to attack and kill. If I hadnât transformed and escaped in time, I would have to reveal my identity and tomorrow would use the PR department to bail me out of the Lu Family."
While speaking, he raised his hand to tidy his ragged clothes, but couldnât hide his wretched appearance.
Liang Xiaotang looked at Ling Zifengâs disheveled appearance, roughly guessing the course of events, his mouth couldnât help but twitch upwards, suppressing his laughter, turning instead to ask:
"What about that Buddhist treasure, the Golden Benba Bottle?"
Seeing Ling Zifeng appear somewhat indifferent, he slightly furrowed his brows, his expression becoming serious and solemn as he added:
"This item, though not directly useful to us in the Special Search Team, after all belongs to Saint Relic."
"If it falls into the hands of a family, itâs still controllable, but if it falls into some mutantâs hands, within a few years, it might gather a band of people, form a new force, then the situation changes, conflicts continue, affecting social stability, and itâs us who must step in to settle it."
Speaking, his gaze was fixed on Ling Zifeng, as if urging him to answer quickly.
"No one got hold of that thing."
Ling Zifeng raised his eyelids, speaking powerless:
"The Lu Family used the Golden Benba Bottle as the Array Hub, wishing to transfer the Secret Realm through it. The mutants fought desperately for it, driving each other mad. During this, who knows what went wrong, prematurely triggered the array, then Mist Mountain was sealed by a mighty force, everyone being involuntarily swept into the Inner World."
"Inside, the situation became more chaotic, the Golden Benba Bottle flew into the sky, Lu Shihua and Lingquan Templeâs Venerable Roger subsequently clashed intensely."
"Then a mysterious person appeared in mid-air using flying ability, shattered the Golden Benba Bottle with a powerful punch, and the array that trapped us was broken as a result."
Listening to Ling Zifengâs slow explanation, Liang Xiaotang gasped.
Being able to fly in the air, and blow up the Golden Benba Bottle with a single punch, causing the entire array to crumble?
Such skill, such ability, who on earth could it be?
Could it be a hidden expert from another family, or perhaps a young genius emerging suddenly.
Due to his duties, Liang Xiaotang couldnât help moving forward, pursuing further:
"Who was the person who shattered the Golden Benba Bottle?"
"I donât know."
"Did you see his face clearly?"
"I donât know."
"You donât know anything, how are you doing your job as a search officer?!"
Liang Xiaotang was a little anxious, his voice rising a few notches, his face full of complaint.
"The scene at the time was too chaotic, too many people, how could I see clearly."
Ling Zifeng spread his hands, face full of calmness:
"Besides, this has nothing to do with me, my task is to monitor the Lu Familyâs movements, as long as nothing major happens itâs fine, Iâve told you the situation now, if you have any opinions, feel free to go back to headquarters and raise them."
Liang Xiaotangâs face froze with anger, not daring to easily lose his temper, he could only keep muttering:
"Such a mysterious expert appearing, and you know nothing, this is serious negligence! If the higher-ups blame us, weâre doomed..."
"So what?"
Ling Zifeng snorted lightly, impatiently interrupting:
"Iâm exhausted now, need to rest first, the Lu Familyâs affairs are very complicated, figuring it out is not easy, specific task report I will submit myself in a few days."