The deadline of the fifteenth day passed in the blink of an eye.
The three patrols of the Jian Dynasty almost turned the Flame Dragon Dynasty upside down, yet they still couldn't find the scoundrel Li Chen.
"Commander, these are the cultivators from the nearby workshops, all have been captured. How should they be dealt with?"
At that moment, a guard came to report.
The person addressed as the Commander was called Bai Changming, the leader of the White Python Guards, one of the three patrols dispatched by the Jian Dynasty.
Bai Changming looked at the guard and asked, "Is there any news of the scoundrel Li Chen?"
The guard shook his head and said no.
Bai Changming's face grew increasingly grim, and now, with only three days left of the fifteen-day deadline,
if they still couldn't find Li Chen, the consequences awaiting him would be unimaginable.
"Search for him! Even if you have to overturn the whole mountain, find that scoundrel for me!"
