Jiaolong City, a mundane martial arts school.
Lu Qingshan took a good look around at the martial arts master reeking of liquor and shook his head slightly toward Zang Xiaojian at his side.
"It's not him either," seeing Lu Qingshan shake his head, Zang Xiaojian felt somewhat disheartened and listlessly said, "Searching one by one like this isn't going to work either, we've been at it for half the day and only checked five people, when will this end?"
"You're right, we need to think of a way to increase our efficiency." Lu Qingshan agreed, and after pondering for a moment, he suddenly had an idea and lightly patted the Spirit Beast Bag, summoning the Great King of Western Rats.
The Great King of Western Rats hadn't even grasped the situation when Lu Qingshan tossed the Jade Slip to it. The Great King of Western Rats hurriedly hugged the Jade Slip, which was almost as large as itself, looking perplexed, "What is this for?"
"Pick a name from inside," Lu Qingshan said emotionlessly.
