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Yuchi agreed.

What the beautiful Song said made sense. Losing such a compass, although the man didn’t seem particularly angry, was ultimately good intentions gone awry. In Song Yinghan’s eyes, Ling Huzhong might not even have had good intentions.

"He only told Miss Wanyan that he helped an old man look for his granddaughter but didn’t mention failing to find her. He also didn’t mention his close relationship with someone else’s wife, nor the fact that he started a new case without resolving the previous ones."

"Is this even an investigation?"

"This isn’t an investigation; it’s gambling. He’s trying his luck, hoping to find a simple missing case. If he stumbles upon one, he can boast about it, making it seem like he’s solving everything when only a tenth might actually be resolved!"

Thus, Song Yinghan held the compass, and the two sat in a tea house’s private room, drinking tea.

Sipping tea, Song Yinghan seriously said to the black-clad youth in front of him, "Leave this matter to me. I’ll rest for a bit and then head to that mountain range with the compass."

This matter had already taken a turn. It could either be nothing or something major. Yinghan thought it was fine to go alone; if trouble arose, he could run. But if Yuchi went with him, he might be unable to protect Yuchi if danger struck.

Yuchi would be in danger.

"What a coincidence? I was thinking the same. I believe it’d be dangerous for you to go alone, too," Yuchi replied with a smile.

Song Yinghan was at the third level of the Core Formation Stage, while Yuchi was at the fifth.

Although we might estimate that the fifth level of Core Formation can’t beat a regular fifth-level cultivator, certainly not kill someone above in a single stroke, bullying a fourth-level one is doable.

The difference between the third and fourth levels of Core Formation is immense, despite seeming just one level apart.

The gap between the first and second levels of the Qi Cultivation Realm might be like comparing a hundred bucks to two hundred bucks. Though the difference is a hundred dollars, you might still scrape together enough for a purchase.

The third and fourth levels of Core Formation are like comparing ten thousand to twenty thousand bucks, an entirely different league. A torn old garment won’t cover such a price gap.

Even if I can’t beat a same-level fifth-level person in the Core Formation stage, pure spiritual qi suppression ensures you won’t be counter-killed across realms.

Unless a formidable and fearsome disciple appears, someone capable of defeating those above their level, I’m confident I’d hold my ground as a third-level of Core Formation, right?

Song Yinghan, still quite worried, couldn’t help but place his slightly cold palm on the back of Yuchi’s hand:

"Let it be, let me go alone. I don’t want you to get caught up in danger. Even Ling Huzhong got killed. Though your sect is powerful, others don’t know it. Without this knowledge, they’d attack, and you wouldn’t withstand it."

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Although Yuchi isn’t her man biologically, it seemed inevitable. In such circumstances, how could she let him join her into danger? Ling Huzhong had already been killed, and the opponent might use the Demon-slaying Bureau as a scapegoat. Who knew how powerful they truly were?

Though Yuchi wanted to say something, Song Yinghan shook her head, her black hair gently swaying, her eyelashes trembling. A plea glimmered in her light brown eyes: "This time, listen to me, alright?"

With a slightly strange expression, Yuchi nodded in agreement: "Alright, since you insist, Yinghan, I have to give you a chance to face this alone."

If they couldn’t travel together, he’d just follow her; would Song Yinghan even know?

Impossible, eh?

Moreover, with this mountain trip, Yuchi thought he might discover something. The direct distance between Canglan City and these mountains was a full three thousand li. Walking, twisting paths, would be a journey of at least four thousand five hundred li. A mere mortal girl couldn’t walk that far alone, with no trains or planes. She must have been kidnapped.

The perpetrator must be a cultivator, audacious and quite powerful; otherwise, they couldn’t boldly abduct a girl in front of other cultivators in Canglan City.

However, a new question arose.

Why?

Why take the girl?

Indeed.

Why?

"Human trafficking is despicable. Human traffickers deserve to be torn apart, leaving no burial grounds."

"But in past lives, there was a profit chain for human traffickers; people bought these children. So why human trafficking exists."

"Is that the same case now?"