Late at night, bright moonlight fell across the bluestone streets of Bafang City, covering them with a layer of silver sand. Out of nowhere, a muffled sound burst out. With a dull thud, two figures groaned and collapsed into a pool of blood. Lin Zheyu stepped out from the darkness, the dagger in his hand reflecting a blood red gleam under the moonlight.0

Here we go again. These people really did trace everything back to me.0

Lin Zheyu was somewhat speechless. Recently, he had noticed many sneaky figures around him, hiding in the dark with ill intent. He grabbed one at random, interrogated him, and easily learned the reason.0

Among the three Forest Net Temple members Lin Zheyu killed that day, Ge Wuning and Ge Bing were the son and grandson of Ge Yichen. As a Marrow Refining Realm martial artist, Ge Yichen held considerable influence in the Forest Net Temple, and the deaths of his outstanding son and grandson enraged him.0

According to the information from Yan Jun, although Liang Song had interfered in secret, Ge Wuning still traced the matter to Lin Zheyu. Unable to find Liang Song, they planned to capture Lin Zheyu to force Liang Song to...0