"We've checked. They were sent here as part of the exile program. The training was all done on the way. The Third Young Master didn't have the opportunity or time to get involved."
Hearing this, Yin Liujiao felt a little relieved. As for Dao Chengyi's methods, she didn't trust them, since he had only been there for a short time. However, out of caution, Yin Liujiao decided to stop poisoning him.
"Go to the Blood Tower and hang your name up there, but make sure no one else finds out."
After much deliberation, Yin Liujiao decided to get this done, otherwise she feared she would truly be in a helpless situation with the young master.
"yes!"
His trusted aide acted swiftly. Under the cover of night, he disguised himself and entered a former abandoned neighborhood in the west of the city.
As a remnant of past climate disasters, this place remains a taboo area that people fear to this day. This is not only due to people's fear of the disaster six years ago, but also because this abandoned site can be used as a gray area.
The mist rose from the lake and enveloped the neighborhood. Along a certain alley, a trusted confidant was striking the thick wall at a fixed frequency.
"The fish in Linghu Lake are all plump and fat."
A hoarse voice came from inside the wall, and the confidant answered with a matching line without hesitation.
"The city of Mang is as white as snow."
After the wall opened, the confidant tightened his cloak and mask and left along the passage. This was a cave with underground water, but for some reason the water veins had dried up, leaving only the cave.
Today, this place has become an unknown ghost market, offering not only various items that are inconvenient to sell openly, but also services that are not tolerated by ordinary people.
The confidant went straight to one of the few buildings in the area, a blood-red building with countless blood-red wooden plaques hanging on it, like memorial tablets.
"Help me take down someone from Fushan Martial Arts School, Dao Chengyi. Make a move within three days. They'll either die or be crippled."
After the confidant went in, he made his request to the room, which was only illuminated by red light. Within a minute, a token was thrown out from behind the curtain, which was not illuminated by red light.
"Three hundred taels, no bargaining."
"Deal! But it must be done within three days!"
The conversation was quick and brief. After the deposit was paid, the confidant left, while the people inside hung up a wooden stick, which was threaded through a transparent silk thread and flowed out through a woven net.
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