Muqiang Baoshan, followed closely by the Night Traveler behind him, stood with hands crossed and flattered:
"Brother Mu Qiang, you're overthinking it. Who doesn't know that Lord Yang treats you differently? Now that he has entrusted you with so many tasks, it's because our Lord Yang intends to promote and train you. We, on the other hand, would like to accomplish something, but Lord Yang doesn't give us the chance."
"The key issue is these tasks are without a beginning or end, and there are no witnesses. How am I supposed to investigate?"
As Muqiang Baoshan grumbled and walked, he reached the area near where the corpse of Pei Yuanjing had been destroyed, where the Strange Person and Xie Wenren were hiding. Just arriving there, the sword at his waist began to buzz.
"Hmm? Strange!"
Muqiang Baoshan looked down at the Black Sword at his waist, which seemed eager to escape from the Sword Box, and immediately became alert, looking anxiously around for something.
