「One day later.」
In the morning, just as the sky was beginning to brighten, the gate to the temporary interrogation courtyard was pushed open. Leng Qianhu strode in quickly. He glanced at the two squad leaders guarding the interrogation room, who gestured toward the main building. He immediately walked to the front of the main building, cupped his hands in respect, and said, "Daoist Changqing."
Inside, Wang Ping immediately put away Puppet Zi Hong and dismissed the two enchanted soldiers. He stood up, cast a Cleansing Spell on himself, then pushed open the door. He met Leng Qianhu and asked, "Is there good news?"
"Not exactly good news. After a full night of sorting through it, we've pinpointed a place in Cai Xin's memories called Xia Bian Village." Leng Qianhu took a file half a finger thick from his storage pouch and handed it to Wang Ping.
