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When Gao Yan returned to gather information, Yan Xiaobao began experiencing the mory Stone. Silver-blue light shimred, and he felt the information pressing heavily against his mind. Rumors about the Frozen General flooded in one after another. So said he had been a monster since the world was frozen, a demon living on human flesh since the Frozen Era. Another rumor claid that every night, the Frozen General would raid cities and abduct naughty boys and girls, taking them ho to turn them into frozen soldiers. Yet another rumor suggested that the Frozen General was the secret World Leader, controlling every Royal Family without anyone knowing. So said the Frozen General would hunt down all talented young n to abduct for his army. Contemplating the endless rumors, Yan Xiaobao couldn’t help but find the last one the most plausible. Despite eting Zhong Hui, he still didn’t understand why he behaved the way he did. When thinking about the last rumor, a shiver ran down Yan Xiaobao’s spine. He hoped that Zhong Hui wouldn’t see him as a young genius in his eyes.
The rumors weren’t limited to Zhong Hui; the Frozen Brigade was equally infamous. They were an army filled with ferocious beasts and humans who had transford into monsters. When experts went missing, they would appear as part of the Frozen Brigade. If an expert died, they might be resurrected and turned into a Frozen Officer. Listening to all these rumors, Yan Xiaobao could only scoff. He had already seen the truth beneath the Crusader cloaks and was no longer shocked that Zhong Hui used necromancy. He knew he needed to learn more about necromancers in their true essence. As he finished absorbing the information from the mory Stone, he thought about finding Deng Wu.
Reaching out, he picked up a mory Stone containing information about the Crusaders. As soon as he placed it against his forehead, more information surged into his mind. This ti, it was a long list of nobles and Royal Family mbers with Crusaders residing in their hos. It included the number of Crusaders each household had and the schedules they kept.
These Crusaders seldom did anything, rely protecting the premises to which they were assigned. But once a week, they would leave and head to the Royal Castle. They would stay inside for several hours before returning to their respective hos. The castle’s servants all knew the Crusaders held etings, but no one knew what transpired during them. Servants were forbidden from entering, and no nobles or Royal Family mbers participated in these etings. The weekly actions of the Crusaders went unquestioned. Yet Yan Xiaobao couldn’t help but wonder what they were doing during those tis.
Setting the stone on the table, Yan Xiaobao picked up another mory Stone, and within seconds, more information about the Crusaders erged. Historically, the Crusaders had been rembered throughout ti, dating back to the Dark Era. Over the years, the Crusaders had various missions. Initially, they were tasked with maintaining peace in the major cities. They ensured the safety of citizens, but as cities grew increasingly secure and the Dark Era beca legend, the Crusaders transford from peacekeepers into guardians of prestigious households. Despite their shift in purpose, the Crusaders never lost the respect of the citizens. Over ti, people regarded the Crusaders as the symbol of stability in the Kingdom. Their belief was that as long as the Crusaders stood by, nothing could shake the Kingdom. However, Crusaders now only resided in the capitals of the first three Kingdoms. Yan Xiaobao couldn’t help but wonder what had happened to the Crusaders within the Spanish Empire, as those he faced were undoubtedly deployed for war rather than city guardianship.
Regarding the Crusaders’ background, every commoner expected them to belong to the Royal Families across the world. They acted under the Royals’ command.
Setting the mory Stone aside, Yan Xiaobao reflected deeply. It was clear that An Hee had used his Crusaders to take control of the world. He had established order with them, but now, four thousand years later, it appeared that this exalted figure no longer cared for the world. Xu Yue feared that perhaps An Hee had already departed this world. He had been strong—exceptionally strong—and it was possible he had ascended to the status of God. If he had achieved this, perhaps he had left the world behind to explore realms accessible only to divine beings.
"Well, there’s nothing I can do about that," Yan Xiaobao sighed, staring out the window. "No matter where he is, I won’t give up until I find him—even if it ans searching for an eternity." He made this vow and slowly stood up. Watching the intensely focused Cai Jie, Yan Xiaobao smiled and shook his head. Clearly, Cai Jie had thoroughly examined the information regarding the Crusaders, yet Yan Xiaobao was more curious about Cai Jie’s enigmatic techniques, wondering how he achieved such remarkable results. Therefore, he did not sit down but instead resolved to actively search for the truth hidden within the mory Stones.
There was a knock at the door, and he heard Deng Wu’s familiar voice call out, "Co in!" Yan Xiaobao walked softly to him. He entered and sat facing the Dragon Man. "I need your help," Yan Xiaobao said to his long-ti friend. The two had gone through Hell together and returned, forging Deng Wu into the person he was now. Deng Wu now shared his body with Little Dragon, but despite Lan Feng’s efforts to force the two to rge, Deng Wu remained steadfastly loyal. Yan Xiaobao and Deng Wu were like brothers, building trust over the course of their adventures. Their bond was mutual, and they knew this sentint was shared. They were like family, especially now that Deng Wu had lost everyone else.
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