"What's your purpose for luring me here? Or did you simply wish to declare your love for me alone? You can't seriously be falling for me, can you?" Feng Yi said, then suddenly remembered that the person opposite him was not one for talking.

"General Feng, it truly isn't easy to meet with you."

A mysterious and old voice arose beside his ear, instantly putting Feng Yi on alert because the man's appearance was too sudden. He was cloaked head to toe in a white robe that, combined with the tall hat upon his head, gave the impression of a religious pope. It was an image that made it impossible for Feng Yi not to think about the mastermind behind the scenes.

"Who are you?" Even though Feng Yi said that, he already had a vague guess in his heart.

"Compared to the general, my identity is hardly worth mentioning. You may consider me the master of Jade Clear Sect."

Things seemed to get troublesome. Dealing with Mengdie was already difficult, and now there was a sect master even more ruthless than Mengdie. With his current physical state, he couldn't possibly enter the Legendary Realm, but he still had the advantage of his Mecha, so he wasn't afraid.

"The master of Jade Clear Sect, huh..." Feng Yi mused on the words and casually plucked a blade of grass to chew on as he nonchalantly sat down, his gaze sweeping toward Mengdie. "I really can't understand why you'd use such a lovely—and mute... ahem—beautiful girl who doesn't speak to lure me here. Aren't you afraid she might reveal her identity during the transaction?" Feng Yi felt somewhat awkward and quickly corrected himself. He didn't mean to be offensive by calling her mute since Mengdie did speak, but it gave more the impression of someone with aphasia, and he carelessly...

Mengdie's eyes were deep, evidently having heard him...

Feng Yi was unaware that aside from Mengdie, others would find it difficult to match her in speed. The old man, referred to as the master of the Jade Clear Sect, seemed uninterested in dwelling on the topic and coughed before speaking, "The process isn't important. Do you care much about Mengdie? She is indeed a beautiful young lady."

Who knew this old man could also be so gossipy, or was he testing Feng Yi? There's an old saying: 'Even heroes have a hard time resisting the allure of a beautiful woman.' Feng Yi found it quite reasonable. "Let's not talk about this, let's get straight to the point. What's the purpose of your continual trouble with me?"

The man was silent for a moment before he answered, "We wanted to investigate the secrets on General Feng, as a master of Ancient Martial Arts. Please understand our previous offenses. Today, we are here to present a generous gift to you."

"It's not a matter of understanding or not, I'm also not interested in your gift—and as for the secret, you mean this, right?" In a sweeping motion, Feng Yi had already formed a storm-fighting stance in his hand, a physical manifestation of his aura, and with a flick of his wrist, he shot it towards the old man...

Mengdie's delicate body visibly wavered as if she wanted to block the strike, but she never moved, and the orb of energy brushed past the old man. It came extremely close—had it not, the distant sand dune would have been in a terrible state...

"My apologies, the hand slipped," said Feng Yi, who was also probing the other party.

The old man clearly didn't mind any of these gestures; since it couldn't hit him, why bother dodging? He replied, "Exactly."

"If that's the question, I'm afraid I have nothing to tell you." Feng Yi shrugged his shoulders, his response very straightforward, with a hint of disagreement.

He never had much of a liking for these people. Luckily, he didn't sense any murderous intent from them, or he wouldn't have been polite. After all, their actions had indirectly led to Mu Tou's death, also inadvertently causing a lot of trouble for him. Not seeking retaliation was already generous. Mostly, he was too busy, and his investigation had been merely perfunctory. No one could believe that someone who had been aggressive just a while ago could do a complete one-eighty so quickly.

"General Feng, don't you want to know what the generous gift I spoke of is?"

Feng Yi coincidentally was not the type to succumb to momentary curiosity and open Pandora's box. However, that didn't apply to everyone. He was aware that the other party had ill intentions and perhaps a bigger trap awaited. Besides, negotiating power was in his hands, and as a psychologist, he knew all too well that the other party was more desperate.

However, when he made it clear that he truly wasn't interested, the old man simply sighed, "Mengdie, give him the map."

Upon hearing this, Mengdie unhesitatingly threw a map drawn on animal hide in Feng Yi's direction.

Feng Yi snapped it up, unfolded it for a look, and it indeed was a detailed map of the Devil's Forest, even clearly marking the coordinates of the Saudi military base. A careful examination revealed that this map was recently made.

"General Feng, the first thief of the legends only knew about the Devil's Forest superficially. This map was created by 500 disciples of the Jade Clear Sect after a night of gathering intelligence."

This immediately made Feng Yi realize why the people of the Jade Clear Sect knew the location of his military base. If they deployed 500 masters of Ancient Martial Arts, it seemed possible to uncover such intelligence overnight.

The detailed map caused Feng Yi to pause, and it was a pity that he didn't possess a photographic memory; otherwise, he would've tossed the map back, not willing to be indebted. "Since it's a generous gift, I'll accept it, and consider past grievances erased."

He stood up, turned his head, and prepared to enter combat at any moment. Although his chances of winning against the two were not high, he had his Mecha. Even if he were to forcibly enter a million-battle power state, it wouldn't be easy for them to catch up with him.

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