Through the rising dust cloud in the distance, one could vaguely see a massive trade caravan snaking over slowly. A motorcade of this scale was simply beyond imagination and clearly one that had been formed from a combination of many caravans.

From the perspective of a robber, this was an extremely big fish.

Qianye narrowed his eyes, contemplating what this giant motorcade meant. It was then that he noticed a wisp of icy blue energy through the corner of his eyes.

He turned slightly toward the side. “How come you’re here?”

Li Kuanglan appeared behind Qianye. “As expected, I can’t hide from you. I’m now really curious about your hidden aces.”

“Let’s get to the point.”

Li Kuanglan passed him a letter. “I have a letter for you.”

Qianye inquired as he received the missive, “From whom?”

“Reportedly, it’s from the city lord of Tidehark, Luo Bingfeng. The messenger, Luo Yun, claims to be the steward of the city lord manor. I think he’s telling the truth.”

Qianye didn’t open the letter just yet. Instead, he pointed at the approaching motorcade. “What do you make of that?”

Li Kuanglan shot a glance in...