Zhang Yuan once again deeply realized the complexity of the current situation in West Plain.
But anger was just anger, he did not lose his composure.
Zhang Yuan pondered for a moment and said, "Junior Sister Liu, thank you for the information. Rest assured, I will certainly pay close attention to this matter."
By a stroke of luck, he wouldn't mind personally capturing Ling Xiaohua and then handing him over to Liu Qingmei to complete the task.
After all, having such a person hidden in West Plain City was a huge destabilizing factor.
Liu Qingmei, sensing Zhang Yuan's sincerity, happily said, "Thank you, Senior Brother, I will take my leave now."
Zhang Yuan nodded, got up, and escorted the True Disciple of the Seven Swords Sect out of the Dao Camp.
For the next two days, Zhang Yuan didn't make any moves and remained in the Dao Camp to go through the files.
He practically reviewed all the documents accumulated over the years by the Dao Camp.
