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Fang Yu contemplated for a moment, feeling that it made a lot of sense.

If he rashly rushed out, he might get caught by the Rebel Army, and the real members of the Rebel Army would seize the opportunity to escape.

Seeing that the monk took the item and left under the escort of other monks, Fang Yu suspected that the other party might have some methods to scan the content of the letter without even touching it.

It wasn’t that Fang Yu was overthinking, but this world had some martial arts that were quite eccentric and bizarre, like his incomplete martial arts skills [Moistening Eyes] and [Big Kung’s Belly], with effects that were strange and unconventional.

So, the emergence of a martial art that could scan the contents of a letter within a certain range without physical contact wasn’t impossible.

But a guest heading towards the Merit Box soon dispelled Fang Yu’s random and strange thoughts.

Because the method used by this guy was truly simple and unpretentious.

The Merit Box of Jiuyang Temple was locked.

Normally, only those of high status, holding the key, could unlock it.

But that’s only under normal circumstances.

If one were to unlock it without a key, there would be many methods.

For instance, the person now standing in front of the Merit Box was using his thief-level unlocking ability to secretly open it.

One second, or even less than a second.

He completed the unlocking in just a brief pause.

The action was obvious to both Fang Yu and Ding Hui.

Both of them were watching the Merit Box with magnifying intensity, and with such evident movements, it was naturally analyzed by them instantly.

"To think, they used this kind of person, this kind of method, to take away the letter..."

Fang Yu felt speechless.

Watching that guy’s petty thievery, using skilled acting and a few magician-like small tricks to cover his small actions, quickly taking out the letter from the Merit Box, he was completely sure that this was the Rebel Army’s contact.

Well, the Rebel Army really isn’t picky, even accepting a lock-picking expert into their fold...

Ding Hui initially portrayed the Rebel Army as having high standards, so Fang Yu instinctively assumed it was a large-scale force similar to the Ten Major Families of Thunder City.

A force like that would naturally use some advanced methods to take away communication tokens.

However, that was just Fang Yu’s wishful thinking.

Sending a thief master from the organization to open the Merit Box and take away the items before leaving, the whole process was so simple and unpretentious, it was astonishing.

"Generally, thieves have good skills..."

Ding Hui tried to justify for the Rebel Army, seemingly wanting to restore its nearly collapsed grand image.

Fang Yu didn’t respond, but only whispered, "It should be him, right? I’ll go take him down and question him."

His peripheral vision glanced at Qin Er, who still looked bewildered, clearly not knowing the person.

Really useless.

Fang Yu no longer held any expectations for this person, planning to send her off after catching the thief.

"No rush to act, let’s follow him and see where he’s going."

Ding Hui whispered.

That was natural.

As the man left, the three of them immediately prepared to follow.

However, before leaving Jiuyang Temple, Fang Yu turned back to look at the Buddha statue once more.

This time, that strange feeling didn’t appear again.

"Diao Deyi."

Ding Hui’s urging voice sounded directly in Fang Yu’s mind.

Turning around, he left Jiuyang Temple.

However, Fang Yu did not know.

Shortly after he left, the Buddha statue, which was as still as a dead thing, had its eyes move slightly.

With just that little movement, the statue seemed to suddenly come to life, as if it were a divine manifestation, but none of those praying to it noticed, only feeling that the statue was more Buddha-like, and they bowed their heads more sincerely.

And the ’alive’ statue, maintaining the same demeanor and actions as before with no changes, was actually capturing something, an invisible fluctuation spreading silently.

"The... Demon... Lord’s aura? So faint... very faint... almost dissipating..."

This kind of fluctuation seemed to resonate with other existences.

At the same time, similar sounds echoed from some silent Buddha statues.

"Demon Lord..."

"Dissipating... dissipating..."

"Demon... Lord..."

"Buddha Finger..."

This phenomenon, unknown to people, seemed to exist only in specific frequencies, like the Spirit Path of a spirit, unnoticed by others!

...

"What?"

Fang Yi looked at Ding Hui in confusion.

Ding Hui immediately furrowed her brow.

"Were you... daydreaming just now?"

Fang Yu scratched his head.

Just now, did I have a bit of ringing in my ears? Or was it an auditory hallucination? It seemed like there was some noise, but I couldn’t hear it clearly.

Shaking his head, Fang Yu said, "It’s nothing. That guy, hasn’t he come out of the brothel yet?"

Just as it conformed to Fang Yu’s stereotype of the lower class, the thief who had stolen the letter turned and went to the brothel for some fun, and there’s still no sign of him now.

"Yeah, and the traces left by the guy who controlled the mosquitos also show that he stayed here in this brothel for quite a while. Now, it seems he’s resting in that room not far away."

Fang Yu squinted his eyes.

Is this the base, or what they call a contact point?

"Let’s go, let’s take a stroll in the brothel, and then have a chat with the guy who controls the mosquitos."

Fang Yu reached out to Ding Hui, who was first stunned, then covered her mouth laughing, gracefully placing her hand in his palm.

"Husband, I really don’t like my man running to brothels, you know. If I catch you, you might just get your leg broken."

Fang Yu rolled his eyes and, holding her hand, strode towards the brothel.

Behind them, Qin Er could only follow silently, like a close maidservant.

"Oh my! Sir, this gentleman looks unfamiliar, hurry in and have some fun~"

The procuress at the door was extremely enthusiastic, but the corner of her eye glanced at Ding Hui and the two, looking somewhat unwelcoming.

The brothel only welcomes men.

Women coming to a brothel are rare, and mostly they’re here to make trouble.

"No need to greet us, we’re just here to take a look around."

Talk alone won’t do, so casually, Fang Yu tossed a tael of silver to the procuress.

Seeing the silver, the procuress’s eyes sparkled, grinning from ear to ear.

Though a tael of silver is not much, it’s not little either. As a tip, it’s quite generous; after all, the unnamed girls in the brothel can’t actually earn much even for a night.

"How can that be, sir, I’ll get a girl for you right away! Chun Er! Chun Er! Are you free now? Come over and keep this gentleman company!"

The procuress shouted at the top of her voice, but noticed that the gentleman had already taken the two female companions upstairs.

And in the hall, where they were dancing in thin clothes, drawing cheers from around, this gentleman didn’t even spare a glance at the top girl.

This is bad!

Could they be here to cause trouble?

The procuress shouted a few more times but couldn’t stop them, her eyes shifted, and she went to find Gui Gong.

Meanwhile, Fang Yu and the group reached the second floor, stopping in front of a certain room.

Bam!

With one kick, Fang Yu kicked open the door.

"Who are you!"

"Ahhhh!"

The people inside seemed to have just finished, the woman reacted quickly, screamed, grabbed her clothes, and fled out the door, brushing past Fang Yu and the others.

The man lying on the bed was obviously a bit sluggish, picking up clothes and putting them on, while watching Fang Yu and the other two with caution.

"Where is it?" Fang Yu asked.

"What do you mean?"

"The stuff you stole from the merit box."

Swish—

The man’s eyes instantly widened.

With almost no hesitation, he turned to jump out the window and escape!

This was the second floor, and with his Qinggong, jumping down was entirely doable.

However...

Just as one foot landed on the window’s edge, his neck was suddenly grabbed tightly by someone.

Struggling a bit and realizing he couldn’t break free, the man became obedient.

"Sir, have mercy!!"

Hmm?

Is he mistaking me for someone from the Foolish Underworld?

Fang Yu squinted his eyes.

"Where is it?"

"It’s, it’s under the pillow by the bed."

Fang Yu gave Ding Hui a look, and she had already gone to retrieve it.

Turning over the pillow, sure enough, she found the letter.

"Not bad skills, what’s the treatment in the Rebel Army?"