However, given that he knew nothing about Yellow Sand City and the memories in his head were no help at all, Qin Li decided to find a guide. Hu and the other Hunters were almost certainly out; men like them could never sit still. Besides, they were only passing acquaintances. Especially in his current situation, Qin Li felt it was best not to get too involved with them, lest he drag them into his troubles.
Qin Li didn't have any friends in Yellow Sand City. The only person he could think of was Fang Haonan of the Fang Family.
He hired a carriage and soon arrived at the entrance of the Fangzheng Martial Arts Hall. The place was bustling with people coming and going. 'This must be what the Fangzheng Martial Arts Hall is usually like,' Qin Li thought.
He ambled inside and heard shouts echoing from within the hall. The atmosphere was electric. A great number of people were inside, sweating profusely as they practiced various combat techniques.
