"What's going on over by Cang Mountain?" Zhang Ze asked.
Lin Feng was rubbing the little belly of his cat, his expression serious, "There's a dragon over by Cang Mountain."
"A dragon? I have one at home too, what's the big deal?" Zhang Ze didn't quite catch on.
"A real dragon, the long kind," Lin Feng replied.
"Who told you that?" Zhang Ze inquired.
"I saw it with my own eyes." Lin Feng rhythmically pressed the cat's paw.
"Tell me about it." Zhang Ze poured Lin Feng a cup of tea.
After leaving Wangyang City, Lin Feng, a Hundred Demons Sect undercover agent, and Qiu Jidan, a traitor to the Hundred Demons Sect, didn't head straight back to Cyan Thorn, but rather took a long detour and enacted a series of Infernal Affairs.
There were all sorts of probing and counter-probing, reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance. Lin Feng wasn't sure if Qiu Jidan was tired, but he surely was exhausted.
Because all along the way, Qiu Jidan had been trying to quietly eliminate Lin Feng.
