Too many female prisoners, a special forces soldier transmigrates and marries wildly.

"I don't know. Only Yunshang and Master Gu know. We only recognize the signal."

"Besides Anxiang Tower, Master Gu's courtyard, and Ciyun Nunnery, what other strongholds are there?"

"Huichuntang Pharmacy is a relay point for messages. We have people in the mule and horse market, disguised as horse traders who buy furs, called Old Wu'en. And..."

Harbala hesitated for a moment, "The 'Liu's Blacksmith Shop' in the south of the city is also a place; it can forge special weapons and hide people."

Liu's Blacksmith Shop! Lin Feng and Han Tao exchanged a glance and made a mental note of it.

"How many people are there on the other side of Crescent Lake? Who is in command?"

"Chief Wumu is here in person, with more than four thousand cavalry capable of fighting, and more than a thousand auxiliary soldiers. The warhorses are ready, and the provisions are plentiful; we are just waiting for the signal."

Harbala's voice trailed off, "I've said everything I needed to say. Give me a quick death, or... let me go."

Lin Feng didn't answer immediately, but looked at the three prisoners in the corner. "What about you? Who wants to live?"

The cloths that had been gagged the three men were removed, and their faces turned ashen.

One of them suddenly struggled to crawl forward, hissing, "General! I'll talk! I'll tell you everything! I'm a errand boy for Master Gu, and I know about Ciyun Nunnery! There's a secret passage in that nunnery that leads to the mass grave outside the city! Miss Yunshang sometimes goes in and out through there at night!"

Another hurriedly added, "The manager of Huichuntang is a distant cousin of Master Gu! There are plenty of weapons and silver hidden in the cellar in the backyard of the shop!"

The third one is even more outrageous: "Old Liu of Liu's Blacksmith Shop, his daughter is Master Gu's lover! There's also a cellar under the shop, even bigger than Master Gu's, I heard it can hide dozens of people!"

Lin Feng stood up.

"Thunder Leopard".

"exist!"

"Take twenty men and go to Liu's blacksmith shop. Be quick, but be careful; the ground there might be hard."

"Han Tao, take ten men and take control of Huichuntang. Don't let the manager escape."

"yes!"

He turned and walked out of the interrogation room; the morning sunlight was a little too bright.

"Someone come here," he called to one of his personal guards.

"Go to Mule and Horse Market and find Yan Qing. Tell him it's time to close the net. Make sure to capture that hunchbacked beggar and Old Wu En alive. Send another fifty men with me to Ciyun Temple."

……

Ciyun Nunnery is located in the west of Shuofeng City, not far from Anxiang Tower. It is a small nunnery that is usually quiet and not very popular.

When Lin Feng arrived with his men, it was nearly noon.

The temple gates were tightly shut, and it was quiet inside.

"Surround it. Block both the front and back doors. Send a few men to check the top of the wall," Lin Feng ordered in a low voice.

Several agile soldiers used the wall for leverage, peeked out, and immediately retreated, lowering their voices: "General, something's wrong inside! It's too quiet; we can't see a single nun!"

Lin Feng's eyes sharpened. "Break down the door!"

Several burly men carried a hastily found thick wooden stake and rammed it against the temple gate with a series of loud thuds.

In no time, the old latch broke, and the temple gate opened wide.

The crowd rushed in.

The temple was empty, but the incense ash in the incense burner was still warm.

The meditation room and side rooms were empty, the bedding was neatly folded, but all valuables and personal belongings were gone.

"Search! Find the secret passage!" Lin Feng shouted.

The group split up to search.

Soon, a clue was discovered under the haystacks piled up in the woodshed in the backyard.

Moving aside the haystacks, there was a bluestone slab on the ground with particularly clean edges, as if it had been moved frequently.

Lifting the stone slab revealed a dark hole with steps leading down to it.

"General, I'll go down first!" A young scout was about to crawl down.

"Wait a minute." Lin Feng stopped him, picked up a stone and threw it down.

The sound of stones rolling echoed in the cave, but there were no other unusual noises.

"Torch".

With the torch lit, Lin Feng was the first to crawl down.

The secret passage was narrow, allowing only one person to pass at a time, and the air was foul, but there were indeed signs of fresh footsteps.

After walking for about half a cup of tea's time, steps leading upwards appeared ahead.

Climb up, push aside a movable wooden board, and light shines in—it's the interior of a dilapidated burial mound, outside of which lies the mass grave in the west of the city.

They ran away.

Lin Feng crawled out and brushed the dirt off his body.

The mass grave was overgrown with weeds, and in the distance were the city walls of Shuofeng City.

"Search the vicinity to see if anything has been left behind."

The crowd dispersed to search.

A moment later, someone shouted from another empty grave that had been dug up: "General! There's something here!"

Lin Feng went over and saw a small bundle lying in the empty grave. He opened it and found several plain-colored women's dresses inside, made of nice material.

There was also a pipa, the very same sandalwood pipa that Yunshang had played. The pipa's headstock was smashed, and the lotus pattern was blurred and indistinct.

"Destroy the instrument and erase all traces." Lin Feng picked up the pipa and looked at it, then rummaged through the clothes; there was nothing special about them.

Just as he was about to put it down, he suddenly felt something unusual about the lining of the collar. He touched it carefully with his fingers and it seemed to be embroidered.

He took out his dagger and carefully pried open the seam, revealing a thin piece of silk covered with tiny characters written in extremely fine ink.

It was a letter. There was no salutation, no signature, but the handwriting was both elegant and sharp.

"The situation is urgent, and our spies have been spotted. The enemy is suspicious. The lingering incense must not be kept any longer; burn it quickly to prevent future trouble. Disperse everyone in the temple in batches. Give the map and tokens to Bing and Ding. You may follow the old road to 'Wild Fox Ridge' fifty li to the west and wait. If things do not go well, you may make your own decision, but leave no trace. Remember this."

The letter is short, but contains a wealth of information.

Lin Feng's pupils suddenly contracted.

Burning Incense Pavilion? Self-destruction? Wild Fox Ridge?

"Return to the city immediately! Go to Anxiang Tower!"

Lin Feng shouted sternly, stuffed the silk handkerchief into his pocket, and turned to run into the city.

The crowd was puzzled, but seeing Lin Feng's terrifying expression, they dared not ask any more questions and quickly followed.

Just as I reached the west gate of the city, I saw thick smoke rising from the direction of the city, shooting straight into the sky!

The location is right on the red-light district!

"Damn it!" Lin Feng cursed and ran even faster.

When they arrived at the red-light district, the entire street was in complete chaos.

The flames of the Dark Fragrance Pavilion soared into the sky, the fire was extremely intense, and the crackling sound of burning wood, the screams and cries of women, and the shouts of men were all mixed together.

The pimps and maids from several nearby households were desperately trying to put out the fire by splashing water, but the fire was being fanned by the wind and could not be contained at all.

"Where's Granny Liu? Where's the pimp?" Lin Feng grabbed a shop assistant who was carrying a bucket of water and asked urgently.

"I...I don't know! The fire started from inside and it got really big all of a sudden! Granny Liu and the pimp...it seems like they didn't come out!" The waiter was so scared that his face turned pale.

Lin Feng stared at the raging fire, the flames reflecting in his eyes, flickering with a cold rage.

How ruthless! To silence witnesses and destroy evidence, they burned down their own people and the entire building!

Yunshang, or her "master" behind her, acted swiftly and decisively!

"General, what do we do now?"

Lei Bao also rushed back from the blacksmith shop, his face still covered in blood, clearly having been in a fight.

"Old Liu from the blacksmith shop resisted and we killed him. We captured four others alive and found a lot of weapons and gold and silver. Han Tao also succeeded. The manager of Huichuntang tried to escape but was held down. There were many things in the cellar. Yan Qing also sent word that Old Wu En from the mule and horse market and the hunchbacked beggar have been caught and are being sent to the camp."

"Understood." Lin Feng's voice was a little hoarse, his gaze still fixed on the fire.