Hearing Fang Yu's words, Bie Huzi was taken aback.
"Lord, Thunder City is too far, our reach doesn't extend that far..."
Before Bie Huzi could finish, Fang Yu stared him down with his eyes, silencing him.
"We've raised so many Little Demons, not for nothing. To think we can't even send someone to gather information, what's the use of keeping them?"
Bie Huzi quickly bowed and said, "Lord, I understand what to do now."
"Mmm."
Fang Yu lightly touched his arm.
The [Talisman of Malevolence Dispelling: Broken Sleeve], wound around his arm through the clothes.
It seems that the absorption efficiency of the Evil Qi has diminished further this time.
It seems necessary to ask around now, lest we capsize in the gutter.
Taking a deep breath, he turned and left.
Bie Huzi hurriedly followed, holding the lamp to lead the way in front.
Handling the mess can wait, serving the master is the priority.
