At least he was trustworthy.
He also knew that once he got involved, the nature of the matter would change, and he would beco vulnerable to manipulation.
"Thank you." Song Chengyue suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his mind and decided to entrust the matter entirely to Jinlan Mountain for resolution.
All he could do was provide all the information he had, then sit and wait.
Exiting the ring of the Seventh Floor, Song Chengyue opened his eyes and looked at the demon on the table.
"Thanks."
"No need to be polite, after all, we'll probably have to deal with each other for many years."
The initial information, the kidnapper's letter, it all ca from the demon on the table.
It was only later, when he found his daughter also missing, that the nature of things changed.
Song Chengyue's face was somber, and his eyes were filled with a murderous glint.
He was willing to sacrifice his life to protect his last lineage.
This last son and daughter were his final weak spot.
Anyone who dared to harm his children, he would have no qualms, even if it ant breaking the sky.
However, for now, he had to wait, trusting the people of Jinlan Mountain to first understand the situation clearly.
Number Seven was right, he was in disarray; by getting involved, he would only emphasize the importance of his son and daughter and cause more harm than good.
Even if one of them perished now, he had to endure it.
If he couldn't endure it, he might lose the other one as well.
On the other side, Yu Ziqing first sent a letter to Lin Fu.
The letter's content was not very clear, but Lin Fu would definitely take a look.
As long as it was confird that Song's son was lost, Lin Fu would definitely know what to do.
The collateral branch of the Gu Family, that also bore the prestigious na of the Gu Family.
As for Song's daughter, Yu Ziqing planned to handle it personally.
How did the Chief Director discover these two, hidden so well?
Song never appeared near this son and daughter from start to finish.
His two won did not know his true identity or appearance, exercising caution to the utmost degree.
Even when soone targeted Song before, no clue of these two could be found.
Could it be that the Chief Director was indeed orchestrating things behind the scenes?
He had kept them hidden all this ti, just for this critical mont, to coerce Song?
Yu Ziqing was actually no longer particularly concerned about bringing back two children.
It was just that those two children were living well, and everything since they started rembering was there, taking them away rashly might reveal so issues.
Yu Ziqing took Lou Huai and left, in any case, they needed to figure things out first.
Song's daughter's location was in the southwest of Dali, not very far from the Feng family.
Upon arrival, it was by a small town next to a river nad Wang Family River.
Song's daughter was in this Wang Family, serving as a child bride for a newborn baby.
She was probably around eleven or twelve years old this year.
Yu Ziqing rubbed his face, shook his bones all over, and transford into an odd-looking figure with one big eye, one small eye, and a crooked mouth, so strange long and short legs.
This was the Disguise Skill, one of the Jinlan Secret Techniques.
The theory had long been compiled and placed in the village, but it was a manual that was rarely used, as the village chief was not interested in it.
The village chief was interested solely in secret techniques that enhanced combat power.
But recently, seeing Yu Ziqing holding the Thousand Sect Eight Classics studying every day, frequently consulting Yang about disguise techniques,
the village chief couldn't help but take out the Disguise Skill and ponder it, experinting with it once in practice.
For the village chief, this was quite simple: with the use of Qi-Blood Power, adjusting facial muscle outlines and a bit of bone structure,
if one could master control over the force and every bone and muscle of the flesh, it wouldn't be too hard for the village chief.
But for Yu Ziqing, it was a bit difficult.
Moreover, the process of squeezing the face and changing the bone structure was not pleasant at all.
Even with the village chief's hands-on teaching, Yu Ziqing still couldn't mold for himself a slightly normal face.
Finally, he simply gave up trying to do it properly; if he couldn't make a well-aligned face, he would just ss around a bit, disfiguring himself so much that nobody could recognize him.
Furthermore, this was a purely physical Disguise Skill, without any secret technique traces, so no one could see his real face.
Had it not been for this incident where Yu Ziqing didn't want anyone to know he was involved, he would rather not have used this disguise technique.
Jinlan Mountain's Qing Ziyu now had quite a bit of renown.
Whatever he did, people would pay attention to it.
Thus, a hideous figure with crooked features and mismatched legs and shoulders, dressed in plain linen long shirts, entered the small town next to Wang Family River.
More than half of the town's people were surnad Wang, as this place had developed from a village, with the river as its greatest resource.
Yu Ziqing quietly circled around the house where Song's daughter stayed and got hold of a small pillow to hand over to Lou Huai.
"The residual scent is quite obvious; can you track it?"
"Absolutely."
Lou Huai lightly sniffed, and a strand of scent from the pillow flew out and was inhaled into his body.
A Devil, for tracking people, was even more useful than a dog demon.
They trailed from the small town to a small mountain nearby, to a broken temple.
"The scent leads here, there are people inside."
Yu Ziqing entered the broken temple, finding behind a worn stone statue, a small cave with indeed several people's scents.
Yu Ziqing pushed the statue aside and leapt inside; below, there was a tunnel, and as they went down, the space grew wider.
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