Su Huaiyue and Lord Li continued to discuss the unfinished topic in the side hall.

Lord Li looked worried. Although he was excited about the clue, he was worried about the consequences of delaying the mission.

"Master Li," Su Huaiyue said, "I mentioned that organization earlier. Now it seems that every step we take is under their control. Even small things like eating are all under their calculations."

She took a deep breath and frowned.

Lord Li frowned, and had a new understanding of the difficulty of this matter.

"We must convey this situation to the court and request additional manpower." There was a hint of helplessness and urgency in his voice, "Otherwise, we will be powerless alone."

Su Huaiyue nodded slightly, but did not comment.

"Master Li, I've already tried what you said. This afternoon, I released a carrier pigeon without a letter as a test, but it was shot dead just as it flew over the castle."

Lord Li was startled, his brows thick with worry. "It seems we are under close surveillance."

After a pause, Su Huaiyue continued, "We can't leave now. They are obviously trying to trap us."

Her voice was firm. "We must find a way to crack this, otherwise we'll just sit there and wait for death."

Lord Li was extremely anxious. Being unable to deliver the message meant death for their team.

The huge castle seemed to become particularly quiet at this moment, with a hint of unusual atmosphere.

The walls around the room seemed to be whispering, telling secrets of the past.

The candlelight flickered, the lamplight flickered, and the light and shadow intertwined, outlining a hideous outline on the wall, like a peeper hidden in the darkness, staring coldly at everyone in the room.

The sky outside the window was dark and cloudy, shrouding the entire castle in an indelible sense of oppression.

A few bird calls were heard in the distance, but they suddenly stopped, adding a touch of ominousness to the silence.

The tall towers of the ancient castle reach into the sky, silently guarding this lonely land.

In this critical moment, they are not just buildings, but more like silent and ruthless witnesses.

In such a dangerous environment, the huge ancient castle looks particularly solemn, as if it is also in deep thought, exuding a faint unsettling atmosphere.

As the only source of light, a few dim oil lamps cast blurry shadows of Lord Li and Su Huaiyue in the side hall.

Lord Li frowned and turned to Su Huaiyue and said, "Madam Wei, we are unable to move now. If we continue like this, I am afraid we will miss many opportunities."

Su Huaiyue nodded, with an idea in mind. She smiled and said, "Master Li, if we want to leave here, we must first expose what's happening here. As long as these cancerous tumors remain, we will be struggling in a quagmire."

Lord Li looked up, his eyes filled with confusion and helplessness. "But we are so short-handed. Even if we knew of their conspiracy, it would be difficult to deal with it."

Su Huaiyue said softly, "Even if we're short on manpower, we can still outmaneuver them. I think we can make contact with them and create some confusion. As long as their attention is diverted for a moment, we'll have a chance of survival."

"Outsmart?"

Lord Li was hesitant, his brows furrowed, as if he was deep in thought.

In this dark castle, his figure seemed particularly lonely, but the current situation did not allow him to hesitate too much.

With no better solution, he had to place his hopes on Wei Che.

At the same time, deep in the castle, Wei Che moved quietly and silently like a nimble cat.

He integrated himself into the ranks of the black-clad messengers, passed through the gloomy corridors, like a black undercurrent, and finally disappeared into the depths of the dark room.

The black-clad messenger was wearing a swaying black robe, and the blade occasionally exposed under the armor flashed in the dim light, which was chilling.

The dim light in the dark room seemed to isolate the whole world.

Wei Che's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, and he quickly caught the abnormality in the room.

In the depths of the dark room, a huge iron cage stood tall. The chains on the cage looked like iron bones, which made people afraid.

Inside the iron cage, thousands of bats huddled together tightly, their wings pressed against each other. The heavy atmosphere was suffocating, as if a silent threat filled the air.

According to Su Huaiyue, these blood bats are fed by human blood, which must be alive and highly poisonous.

I can’t imagine how much inhuman treatment those people who became breeding containers suffered in their lifetime. They had to take poison first, and if they survived twelve hours, bat eggs would be implanted in their stomachs. These bats would grow wildly when exposed to blood, and would hatch within three days.

A human body can support up to three bats. I can’t imagine how many people these bats have killed.

He also knew that if these highly poisonous creatures were used to launch a surprise attack, the consequences would be disastrous.

One can imagine how dark the hearts of the people who raise these bats are.

The gentle flapping of bats' wings broke the silence, like a drop of water falling on a calm lake, causing ripples.

Wei Che thought to himself that he must find a way to destroy this conspiracy.

With heavy and firm determination, Wei Che quietly left the dark room and turned to walk towards the corridor of the castle.

His steps were firm and quick, and the shadow behind him was elongated by the dim wall lamp, as if it was also fluctuating with his heartbeat.

Zhang Guzi and Zhang Qu arrived moments after the fire broke out and led some black-clad messengers to put out the fire.

When Wei Che's remaining black-clad messengers arrived, the number had already been counted.

Zhang Guzi was looking coldly at the bat's corpse, a hint of anger in his voice. "Who did this? How could a fire suddenly break out in a dark room?"

This fire burned away their year's hard work. The big day was approaching and everything was ready, but they no longer had much time.

They don't think it's a coincidence that an accident happened suddenly at this time.

The two leading black-clad emissaries instantly leaned forward and replied, "We'll investigate immediately and give you an explanation."

After saying that, they left in a hurry, looking around vigilantly.

The black-clad messenger showed such respect to Zhang Guzi that Wei Che guessed that Zhang Guzi was most likely the leader of this organization.

Zhang Guzi then gave the order: "Deal with these bat carcasses, and be careful not to leave any holes."

The black-clad messenger responded in a well-trained manner. Wei Che took this opportunity to put on a mask and pretend to be busy, dealing with the bat's corpse with the other black-clad messengers. At the same time, he secretly counted the number of black-clad messengers in his mind.