The headquarters of the Divine Origin Association has always been an extrely mysterious place.
People below the elder level are completely unaware.
After all, the Association gathers wealth through three thods: charging tuition fees for disciples, selling various elixirs, talismans, and magical artifacts, and accepting underground deals involving dirty business.
The Fu Family's Wanshengda project was one such dirty deal that the Association took on and sent people to execute.
Fortunately, Liu Sanming destroyed the formation designed by the opponent.
Otherwise, the Fu Family's Wanshengda project might still be stalled.
Although the Association earns enormous wealth from dirty dealings, these businesses also accumulate many enemies.
Many enemies likely have the idea of exchanging one life for another, wanting to kill the priest Tianfu Daozhang.
Therefore, the headquarters of the Association being deeply hidden is not surprising.
Half an hour later, the car stopped in a typical street.
Li Longshan got out of the car and led Liu Sanming inside.
Liu Sanming followed behind him, opening up his full sensory perception.
After walking over a hundred ters, Li Longshan entered an ordinary wonton shop.
Liu Sanming looked up and surveyed the surroundings; the shop was very ordinary, with sparse business, and the environnt was rather dirty and chaotic.
Could this really be the headquarters of the Divine Origin Association?
"Sir, you've co, please co inside."
A middle-aged woman, dressed as a waitress, respectfully greeted Li Longshan.
Li Longshan nodded, "I need to go inside, lead the way."
"Okay, but the boss has instructed not to et guests today."
The woman nodded but seed slightly troubled.
"I have important business and must see the boss."
Li Longshan insisted.
"Alright, please follow then."
The middle-aged woman slowly nodded and then turned to lead the way.
Li Longshan followed closely behind her.
Liu Sanming fixed his perception on the woman, finding that she had no trace of Profound Technique cultivation, and her vitality was rather weak.
Clearly, she was an ordinary person, neither a martial nor a spiritual practitioner.
He followed behind Li Longshan, moving forward.
Just a few steps in when a middle-aged man suddenly appeared beside him, blocking Liu Sanming's path.
"Who are you?"
The middle-aged man asked coldly.
His expression was grim with a hint of fierceness.
Liu Sanming was slightly startled, stopping abruptly, but his expression quickly regained calm.
Because the middle-aged man also showed no signs of martial or spiritual cultivation.
He was just an ordinary person too.
The woman inside also turned to look, eyes fixed on Liu Sanming.
"Is he a friend of the gentleman?"
"Yes, he's my friend, let him in."
Li Longshan nodded expressionlessly.
The woman and man exchanged glances, eyeing Liu Sanming for a dozen seconds before nodding together, not obstructing any further.
Liu Sanming relaxed slightly, following Li Longshan further inside.
But he felt a vague sense of unease.
There was sothing off about this middle-aged pair.
As for what it was, Liu Sanming couldn't pinpoint it.
He walked while pondering, his mind suddenly freezing for a few seconds!
Finally, he found the eerie aspect.
Earlier, when Li Longshan spoke, this pair nodded together, their actions were as if copied precisely from each other!
Completely identical, seemingly not two people but one.
His eyes flashed with surprise!
But he didn't show anything outwardly.
He continued moving forward, but his mind was racing: what kind of people were this middle-aged pair?
Or rather, what existence?
After ten ters, they entered the backyard of the wonton shop.
The backyard was quiet under the night, still sowhat dirty and chaotic.
The woman reached the northeast corner of the yard, opening a wooden door, "Sir, you can et the boss inside, good luck."
"Alright, thank you."
Li Longshan walked in without any suspicion.
Liu Sanming couldn't help but tense up!
His lack of suspicion was due to his frequent visits and being subjected to the Slave Curse.
But Liu Sanming couldn't help suspecting a trap.
He cautiously glanced at the woman, who was smiling warmly at him.
The smile appeared pleasant, but upon closer inspection, it seed devoid of emotion or warmth.
It was like a smile frozen on her face.
Clenching his teeth, Liu Sanming decided to follow Li Longshan inside.
He knew he had no other choice.
Either he takes the risk, or the opposition gathers power for mad retaliation against him.
Liu Sanming didn't dare to risk the latter.
He could only choose to venture into danger!
Upon entering the door, he found a very long tunnel.
The tunnel was illuminated, not too dim, but sowhat damp and cold.
Li Longshan stepped forward briskly, expressionless.
Liu Sanming expanded his senses fully, following closely behind.
He didn't know how long the tunnel was; he could only keep moving forward.
anwhile, outside the door, the middle-aged man joined the woman.
Together, they craned their necks, looking into the tunnel.
Their actions were identical to before, like synchronizing paper figures.
After gazing for dozens of seconds, they offered welcoming smiles, each extending a hand to close the door.
They then returned to the wonton shop together.
All actions were uncannily consistent...
A few minutes later, Li Longshan and Liu Sanming finally erged from the tunnel.
In front, there was still a backyard.
But upon looking around, it was no longer a restaurant; it was a...
Hotel!
A very large hotel, with the towering building at about twenty stories high.
Liu Sanming couldn't help but be astonished, "He's here?"
Li Longshan woodenly nodded, "He probably is, he used to enjoy living in hotels."
Upon hearing this, Liu Sanming was first extrely surprised, then greatly impressed!
A large hotel with hundreds of rooms inside.
Without being a true confidant, no one really knows which room Tianfu Daozhang stays in each night.
Of course, even confidants likely have no clue where Tianfu Daozhang resides each night...
"How will you find him?"
Liu Sanming curiously asked.
Li Longshan took out his phone, "I always send a ssage to ask; if he replies, I know. If there's no reply, I don't know either."
"..."
Liu Sanming was speechless.
He was tempted to slap Li Longshan!
But considering that the man was under the Slave Curse and naturally dim-witted, he held back his anger.
Soon, Li Longshan sent a ssage to Tianfu Daozhang with his phone.
Thank goodness, just after a few seconds, Tianfu Daozhang replied.
"Room 432."
"Alright, Master, received."
Li Longshan replied and then handed the phone to Liu Sanming.
After taking a look, Liu Sanming felt less delighted and increasingly tense.
Sothing seed off about the quick response...
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