It’s indeed the Star Thieves! Qu Jianlei was now completely convinced. If they weren’t Star Thieves, who else would be bored enough to intercept them?
Of course, there might be other forces involved, but that possibility was less than 50%, so no need to consider it much.
In the various wars of Blue Star, there were many instances of accidental friendly fire in unclear situations, so striking first was the way to go.
Qu Jianlei used his Spiritual Perception within a five-kiloter radius and confird there was no backup team, so he launched a Spiritual Attack directly.
Using A-level Spiritual Power here was indeed a bit of bullying.
Five people fell to the ground softly, and Qu Jianlei went forward to check. That C-level person indeed had the mark of a Star Thief.
After snapping the necks of the five, he put away the bodies and walked away without bothering about the three who had gone ahead.
Before long, the three arrived at the battle site. After careful observation for a while, they found no one was there!
The C-level Warrior hurriedly called the rear, informing them that the target had moved and warning them to be more alert.
However, there was no response from the other side; after calling for a long ti, they felt uneasy: it’s over, sothing’s wrong.
For a while, there was chaos in the Star Thieves’ defensive line, with many people being called over, wanting to know what had happened.
They initially determined that a Blazing Fire team had broken through from here.
But just how many people, and how many skilled ones among them... this was really hard to tell.
Left with no choice, they conducted an internal blockade and also began an external investigation to figure out if so main forces of Blazing Fire had already transferred.
As a result, the deploynt of Star Thieves reduced, and the pressure on Blazing Fire imdiately lessened a bit.
This was precisely why Qu Jianlei didn’t kill those three. His goal was to create panic, not to cleanse.
After breaking through the first blockade line, Qu Jianlei chose a place and used Earth Attribute Techniques to bury eight bodies deep underground.
The second blockade line was much sparser, with more clustered team mbers, and he didn’t bother complicating things with them.
The third blockade line was just sparse hidden sentries; he got rid of a few and walked away.
The whole insertion seed like a tough team had broken out of the Blazing Fire camp.
Qu Jianlei stayed for a day, watching the panic he caused with satisfaction before leaving.
Before leaving, Mu Guoguo had given him contact details for two indigenous informants.
One of the indigenous people was a woodworker responsible for crafting furniture for others, and he was quite well-known in the surrounding area.
Exactly, there are indeed woodworkers on Zarif Star, not many furniture manufacturing plants, even though the actual technology level here is not low.
The Star Thieves didn’t regard the indigenous people as people; among them, there are Wood Attribute Warriors, but they wouldn’t focus their efforts on the natives.
The concept of hierarchy was cultivated deliberately like this.
The woodworker nad Sullivan, a man missing an ear, was relatively thin.
He once married and had a son, both of whom died of illness, and now he couldn’t be bothered to marry again, solving needs with money.
That night, he was half drunk, suddenly noticing a shadow appeared in front of him, clad in black, with a nacing face.
His drunkenness subsided halfway instantly, and he reached out for the ax beside him, speaking harshly, "Who are you?"
"Lisa liked red the most?" the person asked in a low voice.
Lisa was Sullivan’s deceased wife, and he breathed a sigh of relief at the words, eyelids drooped, "Diandian liked black."
Diandian was his late son’s nickna. The person in black said again, "Diandian liked red too, didn’t he?"
"His preferences followed his mother," Sullivan sighed lightly and put down the ax, "What’s your cultivation level?"
"Is this really a question?" Qu Jianlei was a bit surprised, "We didn’t agree on that, right?"
"I wanted to ask," Sullivan took out a pack of cigarettes, offering one, "Want a smoke?"
Qu Jianlei shook his hand, "Thanks, but I don’t smoke."
Sullivan lit one for himself, took a deep drag, and slowly said, "This ti... you’re in big trouble."
An informant... acting this familiar? Qu Jianlei was a bit stunned, then spoke coldly.
"If it weren’t for big trouble, I wouldn’t co to you. Now I need so intelligence, such as the actions of various parties, troop deploynts, etc."
"The Sixth Leader has already arrived," Sullivan replied vaguely, "brought at least a 20,000-strong siege team."
"There are at least a thousand chas in the team, and quite a few heavy weapons too."
"At least 20,000?" Qu Jianlei’s face slightly changed upon hearing this; even with his cultivation level, hearing that number was daunting.
Sullivan detected his surprise and spoke slowly, "At least dozens of B-level Warriors... I only know part of the situation."
He was a woodworker, and although he had apprentices, he didn’t have much ti to gather intelligence, mainly overhearing custors’ conversations.
His custors were diverse, and so suppliers ca from everywhere, so his information wasn’t too bad.
Qu Jianlei found the information unsatisfactory, "I want to know other forces’ movents and the Star Thieves’ distribution map."
Sullivan answered without hesitation, "Then co back the day after tomorrow at this ti; I need to send apprentices to inquire, and the map has to be made temporarily."
Qu Jianlei wasn’t surprised about the temporary map-making, as troop movents are ti-sensitive, and making maps too early can easily be discovered.
But he was a bit uncertain, "Your apprentices gathering information... is that appropriate?"
"It’s appropriate," Sullivan replied lightly, "when the army passes, they inquire about any jobs available... It’s quite normal, right?"
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