"It's just some cultivation techniques and high-grade medicinal herbs. If you need them, I'll give them all to you."
"There were only two of you, how come you brought so much stuff?"
"There aren't many things, they're all in the backpack at the hotel. After seventy years of wind and rain, it's already quite remarkable that there's still a backpack full of things."
"Doesn't your sect build facilities for storing cultivation techniques and medicinal herbs?"
“I find it strange too. I suspect that my grandmaster had no experience in founding a sect.”
Xu Chen remained silent, then began to question Wang Tianfeng.
What are your plans next?
Wang Tianfeng paused, his hand holding the chicken leg still. "Senior, may I follow you? Our sect isn't large. Besides me, there's one person at the early stage of Transformation Realm, two at the early stage of Dark Realm, and a dozen or so at the early stage of Manifest Realm. That should be enough to run errands for you, Senior."
"Would your sect leader agree?"
"Our sect leader is our grandmaster."
"Alright, come with me to see someone." Xu Chen was worried about not having anyone to run errands for him, so he might as well take advantage of the martial arts underling who came to his door.
Xu Chen took Wang Tianfeng away from the food street by car and found Qin Junlin. It was late at night, and Qin Junlin was at the police station reviewing the daytime footage. Upon seeing Xu Chen and a strange man arrive, he immediately stood up to greet them.
"Boss, who is this?"
"He is the person we are looking for."
"Boss, this..." It was clear that Xu Chen was subtly protective of this man, because the man was hiding behind Xu Chen, watching Qin Junlin warily.
Xu Chen waved his hand helplessly, handed Qin Junlin a cigarette, told Wang Tianfeng to wait there, and then pulled Qin Junlin out of the monitoring room to talk in the corridor.
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