Dragon Tiger Temple.
A young man stood proudly at the peak of the mountain. He opened his mouth and inhaled, causing the spiritual energy surrounding the peak to transform into a wisp of smoke, which swiftly went into the young man's mouth.
This way of absorbing spiritual energy was simple and crude, much like a cow drinking water, very direct.
Smacking his lips twice, the young man felt quite satisfied. Thankfully, he occupied this mountaintop; otherwise, it would have taken some time to recover his strength.
Before long, a few men in black appeared behind him, all with lowered heads, saying, "Sir, we have investigated the murderer of Mister Liu Yunsu. It is a martial arts master named Ye Qiu."
"Ye Qiu? What else did you find out? Speak." The young man turned around, walked to a chair, and sat down, appreciating the scenery as he listened to the report.
