"Lu City?" Zhao Ling's eyebrows shot up in surprise, her eyes widening with interest.
Yan Xing and Zhao Ling shared a brief but meaningful exchange of glances.
Yan Xing tightened his grip on the bandit leader's collar, his voice laced with a mix of authority and urgency. "You will lead us to your base, and along the way, you will provide us with every detail you know about this underground market known as Xuanming City," he commanded, his tone leaving no room for disobedience.
The bandit leader's face turned pale, his body trembling in Yan Xing's firm grasp. Fear and trepidation clouded his eyes as he nodded frantically. "O-okay... I-I will cooperate," he stammered.
