The Sword God of the South

People Who Sell Information

The two young warriors nodded. Moments later, the three martial world figures then immediately worked together to make a large hole.

The plan, dozens of martial world warriors will be buried in one hole. In addition to saving land, this also aims to save time.

The three continued shoulder to shoulder digging the ground until it was estimated enough. With the inner power and the advantages they have, the work that should take a long time, finally finished in approximately four hours only.

Once completed, the three then left from there. They went down the mountain.

By the time it arrived under the foot of the Five Fingers Mountain, that time had already indicated noon. The sun is directly overhead. The intense heat burns the skin.

"Mr Kiang, where are our next destinations?" zhang Fei asked in the middle of the journey.

"We better find a restaurant first. I feel so hungry" replied the old man, holding his stomach.

"alright. Let's find a restaurant,"

They continued their steps and looked for a restaurant. After finding it, the three people went straight inside and ordered food immediately.

About an hour later, they were out of the restaurant. Now each of his stomach feels full. The energy has recovered as before.

Right now, they were sitting under a fairly large tree on the side of the road. Three empty wine jars were right in front of him.

"Child Fei, son of Mei, it seems like our journey has only come here," the Shadowless Arak God said suddenly. "I have to leave again soon. Because there's still so much I have to take care of,"

The old man said in a serious tone. He's not lying. The task shared by fellow World Patuk Persilatan has not been completed all. Not to mention the secret task given by the Chief of the martial World.

Therefore, inevitably, he was forced to leave the two young people and return to continue his journey.

"Ah, alright, Mr. Kiang. I understand what you mean," Zhang Fei replied quickly.

"Actually I'd like to go on a journey with you, sir. But I also know this is impossible," Yao Mei said.

"Sometimes, it's going to be possible,"

"Hopefully,"

Although Yao Mei's age is adult, but her experience is still very minimal. He was never free to leave the house. Even if it came out, there would be a confidant of his father who was always watching.

Including when he was in Kampung Hitam. There he is not alone. There were some people whose belief in the Claw of Death had always been his shadow.

Only, related to this no one else knows. Except for just him and Yao Shi himself.

"Alright, the time to part has come," the Shadowless God Arak suddenly rose to his feet.

Zhang Fei and Yao Mei immediately followed suit. They look at each other.

"Sir, is there still a task I have to complete?" ask the young man suddenly.

"Just finish the investigation task related to the seizure of the heirloom, Fei's son. If you have, then you can wander while secretly investigating as we currently do,"

"Oh, okay. I got it,"

"What about me, sir? Is there a special assignment for me?" yao Mei asked suddenly.

"If this is the case, you're the one who arranged it" he replied smilingly as he looked at the two young warriors in turn.

"Well," both answered simultaneously.

Now there were only Zhang Fei and Yao Mei. The two young men no one spoke yet. They both don't know what to say.

It's actually not that strange. Especially when it comes to the opposite sex, both have no experience at all.

Long enough time missed. Finally, Zhang Fei spoke first.

"Miss Mei, how about we start looking for information about yesterday's heirloom fight?"

"Good idea. But where should we look?"

Asked so, Zhang Fei became confused himself. Because he basically doesn't know anything. Plus, he has no clear clue.

So, where should he look for his information?

"Ah, I know," Zhang Fei exclaimed after a long moment of thought.

Yao Mei frowned. Then he looked towards her.

"What if we're looking for someone who sells information? I heard, in every big city there must be people who live this profession. Who knows, in Yunnan City there are, too,"

"Hemm, that's right. All right, I agree,"

Then they left and went back to the city center. The goal is to find people who sell all kinds of information. Including information from the military.

In this day and age, people who live such professions do exist. Although not too much, but the taste can still be found in some places.

With a note, we must have a lot of money to buy every information provided by the person.

Usually, such people used to be martial artists who had decided to resign. Or also, they are people who have an important position in the past so as to have a lot of knowledge.

After almost half a day of searching, finally the effort made by the two young people was not in vain. They managed to find the person who sold the information!

The two are now walking together. In front of them was a man whose age did not differ much from Zhang Fei's.

"Is the place still far away?" yao Mei asked him.

"No, Miss. We'll be there soon,"

The young man walked faster. After passing the winding road, he finally entered a simple house that had a large yard.

"Please Miss and Young Master come in" he said.

Both nod. They then entered the simple house. As soon as he arrived at the center of the room, Zhang Fei and Yao Mei were greeted by the old man who was sitting on a wooden chair.

The wooden chair was rotted. The person sitting on it was also very old. If estimated, maybe his age reached seventy-five years.

He was wearing old grey clothes. Her gray hair was tied up by a cloth.

There was nothing strange about his appearance. The strange thing was precisely because he was sitting back to the guests who had come.

"Please sit down, Mister and Miss," he said without turning his head.

The two young warriors looked at each other. They were shocked, even though the young man did not tell who the guests were coming.

Who would have thought, the old man knew for sure.