"Could it be... could it be that you've already captured General Cao?"
Wang Chuanjia couldn't help but blurt out upon hearing Xue Ji's words.
Xue Ji cast Wang Chuanjia a disdainful glance, her eyes full of contempt, clearly meaning: How dare a useless person like you question me?
Wang Chuanjia's old face flushed red, so he had no choice but to look at Ling Feng for help.
"Answer his question!" Ling Feng's voice was even colder.
"Not yet, but my other companions have already gone to capture that guy named Cao Meng." Xue Ji snorted softly but still answered truthfully.
"Continue, what is the important place you talked about? And how strong are your companions?"
Ling Feng toyed with the dagger in his hand, the cold gleam appearing with a "zheng" sound, embedding it into the ground right next to Xue Ji's cheek.
