CHAPTER 1024: CHAPTER 1058: HOLY LAND

Uh...

Lóng Zàitiān’s facial muscles had already begun to twitch slightly, even his fists started to grasp with a crackling sound.

Today’s Lin Zifeng was no longer the one he used to be, easily manipulated by others.

Lóng Zàitiān couldn’t see through what cultivation realm this guy had reached now, especially the aura faintly emanating from his body, it vaguely had the flavor of the Qi Dao Realm.

However, Lóng Zàitiān knew clearly in his heart that there are very few people who can reach the Qi Dao Realm, and it was impossible for someone as young as Lin Zifeng to achieve it.

Even he and the head of the Ability Society, Dream Old, have so far stayed at the Peak Stage of the Condensation Realm, let alone Lin Zifeng who came later?

"No, I drank way too much this morning, and my stomach still feels a bit bloated. Although tea is good, you shouldn’t drink too much, it’s not necessarily good for your health."

Lóng Zàitiān looked unchanged on the outside.

But in his heart, he wished he could use a knife to slice the flesh of the man in front of him into pieces.

"This kind of tea isn’t something you can drink at any time. If you don’t relish it now, you’ll find it hard to have a taste again when your mouth desires it," Lin Zifeng smacked his lips, savoring the taste.

Earlier, he almost drank one cup and poured another. Thinking back, it was indeed a bit wasteful, but since all this tea belonged to Lóng Zàitiān, why should he care?

"Good tea should be savored slowly, not gulped down to quench thirst. A cup of tea is like life; at first, you might taste bitterness, but later you might feel a sweet aftertaste. Of course, life is the same. After experiencing the ups and downs, you’ll discover flavors you’ve never noticed before."

Saying this earnestly to persuade Lin Zifeng to waste less of his tea, Lóng Zàitiān even cooperated with a bit of facial expression to enhance the effect.

As a result, this fellow just treated the tea like plain water and drank it down in one go, saying indifferently, "So, continue talking, it feels quite flavorful," Lin Zifeng wiped his mouth, showing every sign of pouring another cup.

"Uh... I, I didn’t say anything."

Lóng Zàitiān’s old face darkened suddenly.

He just treated it as a bunch of nonsense.

"I say, Lin kid, how come you have the Kung Fu to come to me today?"

"I’ve come for one thing." Lin Zifeng didn’t beat around the bush and directly stated his purpose.

"Oh?!"

Lóng Zàitiān raised his eyebrows slightly, vaguely feeling that Lin Zifeng must have come for something.

"Old Master Lóng, let’s not talk in riddles, you should be clear about why I’m here this time, right?"

Lin Zifeng squinted his eyes, forming a narrow slit, from which a sharp light shone.

Lóng Zàitiān smiled, waved his hand, and had all the others in the meeting room leave.

He walked back to Lin Zifeng, his face full of smiles, but his gaze tightly locked onto the box of tea leaves behind Lin Zifeng, discreetly closing it and putting it back in its original place.

"Did you come this time to ask about the Twelve Warhawks?" Lóng Zàitiān asked.

"Yes." Lin Zifeng nodded.

"Then what do you want to ask?"

"I want to know where the bodies of the Twelve Eagles are now. I hope Master Lóng will give me a clear answer. With the intelligence capabilities of the Martial Arts Alliance, I think finding the bodies of the Twelve Eagles shouldn’t be that difficult, right? Master Lóng, you should also know, the Twelve Eagles were once my best brothers, and now they are dead, without even their bodies left. If it were you, you would feel guilt too."

Lin Zifeng was already giving Lóng Zàitiān face, he knew that those experts who stole the bodies were from the Ability Society.

Now, he simply wanted to use Lóng Zàitiān to get the bodies back, for he didn’t want to tear open his face with the Ability Society just yet, giving them an easy way out.

"Hehe, Lin kid, I know you’re anxious, but I can’t give you an answer at the moment. However, you now have a new task. As long as you complete this task well, I promise to apply to the higher-ups to organize a plan to investigate the Twelve Eagles for you, what do you think? You need to understand, although the intelligence capability of the Martial Arts Alliance is powerful, it’s not like the entire Alliance listens to just me."

"What do you need me to do?" Lin Zifeng’s voice gradually turned icy.

"Recently, a group of rebel forces called Wumo appeared in Mo City, and the Martial Arts society is having trouble dealing with them. Moreover, these Wumo people are significant figures in Mo City, so the Martial Arts Society is powerless regarding this matter. You must know that Mo City is part of the Eastern Earth Autonomous Region, governed by them, and the Martial Arts Society fears that deploying troops might lead to undesirable consequences. Hence, it falls upon you again. It’s your time to shine; don’t let me down."

Lóng Zàitiān heavily patted Lin Zifeng on the shoulder.

"If this task is completed, can you ensure my brothers’ bodies are found?"

Lin Zifeng’s patience was at its limit. If Lóng Zàitiān couldn’t agree, then he would have to rely on his capabilities to visit Dragon City and demand the bodies from the Ability Society personally.

However, he didn’t want the situation to escalate too much. If he fell out with the Ability Society at this time, it would only bring trouble to himself.

Having established his own power with difficulty, he couldn’t let impulsive decisions ruin everything.

"Don’t worry, as long as the task is completed satisfactorily, I guarantee your brothers’ bodies will be returned to you safe and sound."

Lóng Zàitiān said with a smile.

"Alright, when do we set off?"

"Tomorrow."

"So soon?" Lin Zifeng questioned.

"Yes, it’s urgent, and I must remind you, when you go to Mo City this time, our Martial Arts Alliance will not send a single soldier. Therefore, you must bring your trained Martial Arts Society. Any problem arising there will have no connection to us regardless of what, even if caught by Wumo, you mustn’t mention the Martial Arts Alliance. You need to remember this. This is the highest-level covert operation from above."

"Do I have any choice?" Lin Zifeng shrugged, feeling he had been tricked by Lóng Zàitiān.

"No. Only this way can you exchange for your brothers’ bodies. You could understand it as a kind of transaction."

"This is a map of Wumo’s distribution. You just need to infiltrate their Holy Land and blow it up, then kill their Sect Hierarch, and your task will be completed."

Lóng Zàitiān handed him a paper full of lines.