Martial arts have become extinct worldwide, yet I am forced to have a large family.

Is Uncle Bai really a member of the "Glory Society"?

So what was his intention in sending Xiaobai to his home in the first place?

Is it a genuine entrustment, or is there another motive?

A series of questions flooded his mind, and Yang Xian unconsciously tightened his grip on his phone.

It's really hard to accept that the man who usually seems so carefree is actually a member of an evil organization?

"Hey? Brother Yang Xian? Are you still listening?" On the other end of the phone, Shen Qingtong didn't hear a response and asked again.

"Yes, I'm listening." Yang Xian snapped out of his reverie and quickly asked, "General Shen, is there any more detailed information about Bai Hong?"

"Detailed information... is probably limited." A hint of helplessness lingered in Shen Qingtong's voice.

"During our investigation, we discovered that his personal information from that cult had been almost completely destroyed."

"Clearly, he made ample preparations before leaving, erasing most of the traces."

Yang Xian rubbed his temples: "Then... where is Bai Hong now?"

That's what he's most concerned about.

"Based on our analysis of some fragmented intelligence, Bai Hong secretly left Nanhai City through irregular channels about two months ago, and has now likely fled to the neighboring Xingchen City."

Star City?

Yang Xian's heart skipped a beat.

That city that once suffered heavy damage and was almost breached by monsters.

Why would he go to a place like that?

"But don't worry," Shen Qingtong continued.

"I have contacted my friends in the Star City military and asked them to assist with the investigation there."

"As long as Bai Hong is still active in Star City, we will definitely be able to find him. I will notify you as soon as I have any news."

"Thank you, General Shen," Yang Xian said sincerely.

Regardless of Bai Hong's motives, he had to ask him directly.

This concerns not only himself, but also Xiaobai.

"Don't thank me yet..." Shen Qingtong's tone suddenly turned icy, laced with barely suppressed anger:

"While investigating this 'Glory Society,' I had my men keep a close eye on their movements in South Sea City. And guess what?"

Shen Qingtong seemed quite angry, and even couldn't help but swear:

"These sons of bitches have been directly or indirectly involved in over a thousand human trafficking cases in our South China Sea City over the past ten years, according to preliminary statistics! And this is just the tip of the iceberg!"

"Not only that, we also raided several of their hideouts, and you'd never guess what we found inside... human experimentation! They were experimenting on living people!"

Shen Qingtong's heavy breathing came through the phone; he was clearly furious.

Even over the phone, Yang Xian could feel the overwhelming anger emanating from the man.

The situation has deteriorated to this extent.

Who would have thought that such filthy and sinful dealings were hidden beneath the prosperous and peaceful land of Nanhai City?

In the corners where the sun never shines, the most terrifying darkness breeds.

If it weren't for the critical situation on the spatial rift front outside G District, which drew away most of the high-end combat forces from South Sea City...

Otherwise, given Shen Qingtong's temperament, he would probably have personally led a team to turn the entire South China Sea City upside down and find all these scoundrels.

Next, Shen Qingtong shared some scattered information about the "Glory Society," such as their very tight organizational structure, the fact that members mostly communicate through single-line connections, and their extremely strange behavior.

Unfortunately, this information was not of much help to Yang Xian.

As the call was about to end, Yang Xian once again expressed his sincere gratitude: "General Shen, we really owe you a lot this time."

"Speaking of which, our entire South China Sea City should be thanking you," Shen Qingtong said with emotion.

"If it weren't for the clue you provided, kid..."

"We had no idea this cancer had grown so big right under our noses!"

……

On the other side, the city defense army's temporary command post.

Shen Qingtong hung up the phone, leaned back in her chair with a weary expression, and closed her eyes to rest.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a gentle knock on the office door.

"Come in."

A young adjutant in military uniform walked in and gently placed a document on the table: "General, the information you requested has been prepared."

Shen Qingtong slowly opened his eyes and took the document.

Looking at his bloodshot eyes, the adjutant advised with some concern, "General, why don't you get some more sleep? You've been fighting continuously on the front lines of the spatial rift for a month now, and your body is nearing its limit. Leave the 'Glory Society' matter to us."

Even the strongest body can't withstand a month of high-intensity combat.

Moreover, Shen Qing is also a seventh-realm Martial Emperor. On the battlefield, he faces terrifying high-level demons, and his mental and physical exertion far exceeds that of ordinary people.

Now that he has just returned from the front lines, he has to deal with these thorny issues in the city without stopping. The adjutant is worried that the general's health will collapse.

"Don't worry." Shen Qingtong waved his hand. "The physical abilities of a seventh-realm martial artist far exceed your imagination."

As he spoke, he closed his eyes, and the true essence within his body flowed slowly at a special frequency.

In just a few breaths, when he opened his eyes again, the bloodshot in his eyes had mostly faded, and his overall mental state had improved significantly.

Shen Qingtong was flipping through the documents in his hand when suddenly he paused, his gaze fixed on one of the pages.

"A small number of 'Glory Society' members have been spotted outside the city?"

"Damn it!" Shen Qingtong cursed under his breath, "Why are they sending people to Nanhai City at this critical juncture! What good will it do them if the city falls!"

Almost all the high-level martial artists in Nanhai City were transferred to the front line to guard the city.

Now is the time when the city's defenses are at their weakest, and there simply aren't enough people to deal with these internal parasites.

The monsters in this other world are already enough of a headache, and these bastards just have to jump in and interfere at this time. It's infuriating!

"General..." The adjutant noticed his expression and spoke cautiously.

"I'm fine!" Shen Qingtong waved his hand to interrupt him. "Immediately arrange for people to keep a 24-hour watch on that area outside the city! Report to me immediately if there's any disturbance!"

"Yes, sir!" The adjutant straightened up, saluted, and quickly turned to leave.

Shen Qingtong was the only one left in the office. He crossed his arms in front of him and fell into deep thought.

Taking advantage of someone's misfortune?

Or are they retaliating because we destroyed their stronghold?

Or perhaps... they have some other, deeper purpose?