Sikong Jing naturally didn’t care how others viewed him, but smiled and extended his hand, taking the brush from Gongyang Ying’s hand.
Afterward, he drew a circle on the paper and calmly said, "If I am not mistaken, within this map’s range should be the true den of the Soul Stealer, including their family and so on."
Gongyang Ying’s eyes brightened, staring intently at the circle that had been outlined, then quickly started to think and analyze.
Only after a half a moment did she nod vigorously, her eyes bright as she exclaimed, "Brother Sikong speaks truly, I am impressed."
Giggle giggle giggle...
Suddenly, a strange noise sounded, and everyone instinctively looked around, eventually realizing the source was Yan Benxing’s fist, which was nearly crushed.
The corner of the mouths of the Jianghu people twitched slightly as they mourned for Yan Benxing.
Gongyang Ying, of course, ignored it, and continued, "Then next, let’s begin to allocate our actions."
Thus, Gongyang Ying began to deploy again, clearly stating who should go where and do what, and only after completing it asked, "Lord Yan, do you see any issues with this arrangement?"
Where would Yan Qihuan dare to find fault, he was equally ignorant in the art of war.
Yet he didn’t respond immediately, instead, he pondered a moment and stealthily glanced at Sikong Jing.
"The arrangement by the Moon Soul Fairy naturally has no issues."
"However, even if Brother Sikong is not familiar with the terrain, he is certainly more suited than us, and I think it would be better for Brother Sikong to lead a group to the real den of the Soul Stealer."
"Moreover, Brother Sikong seems to know some Military Dao, and it shouldn’t be a waste of talents to act along with the Moon Soul Fairy."
The group had just settled their plans, but Gongyang Ying said she wanted to go with Sikong Jing, something which Yan Qihuan naturally would not allow.
But as soon as his words fell, a cold light flashed in Gongyang Ying’s eyes...
Clearly, Yan Qihuan wasn’t preparing to give up on Sikong Jing, and was ready to seek revenge for Yan Benxing.
Gongyang Ying could clearly see this, intending to refuse... she just wanted to save the lives of Sikong Jing and Ning Jingjing.
But before she could speak, Sikong Jing took the lead, "Lord Yan is correct, I indeed should seek out the den of the Soul Stealer, no one is more suited for this task than I am."
On hearing this, Gongyang Ying was stunned, staring fixedly at Sikong Jing.
Didn’t he know that Yan Qihuan harbored ill intentions?
Without waiting for Gongyang Ying to find a reason to refuse, the multitude of Jianghu people immediately began to praise Sikong Jing, saying that him finding the den would be a great achievement, a task undeniably his duty.
Looking at Sikong Jing’s resolute eyes, Gongyang Ying, in the end, said no more.
And so, all the arrangements were firmly decided.
"Then, the moment the sun rises the day after tomorrow, we begin our actions, and I ask Lord Yan to gather all Jianghu people," Gongyang Ying finished and stood up, then looked towards the Lord of Wuwang City, indicating she would stay in the mansion of the Lord of Wuwang City tonight.
The Lord of Wuwang City, of course, gladly agreed.
Finally, Gongyang Ying didn’t give Yan Benxing any opportunity to detain them.
And when about to leave, Gongyang Ying looked towards Sikong Jing, "Brother Sikong, I have a few words to say to you, may I join you?"
Nodding, Sikong Jing then left with Night Shadow Little Wolf and Ning Jingjing.
Just as Sikong Jing and Gongyang Ying were leaving, the armrest of Yan Benxing’s chair finally gave way under his force.
Seeing this, the various Jianghu people bade their farewells and departed.
Only when Yingyue Building was left with only the people from Huanteng Mountain Villa and Cross Saber Sect did Yan Benxing couldn’t help but roar, "Grandfather, I must kill him, I must kill that damned Barbarian... pfft."
At the end, with a spurt of fresh blood, Yan Benxing had been seriously injured by Sikong Jing earlier, and now his fury exacerbated the situation.
The subtle exchanges between Sikong Jing and Gongyang Ying were driving him mad.
Upon hearing this, Yan Qihuan said coldly, "During the encirclement of the Soul Stealers, this barbarian will die a miserable death. He even dared to agree to split up from Gongyang Ying, sealing his fate..."
"However, as a man from the Soul Penetration Mountain, he has ample confidence."
"But a barbarian remains a barbarian. Does he really think we, from Huanteng Mountain Villa, would lay all our cards on the table for Gongyang Ying?"
While planning earlier, Gongyang Ying naturally needed information on the numbers and strengths of various Jianghu people.
Yan Qihuan also reported the various forces of Huanteng Mountain Villa...
But of course, he held back. This will be his power to kill Sikong Jing and also the strongest support to Yan Benxing.
"Gongyang Ying, I must have her."
Cold lights flickered in the eyes of Yan Benxing, not giving up despite being rejected by Gongyang Ying.
Meanwhile, on the street outside Yingyue Building.
Sikong Jing, accompanied by Ning Jingjing, approached Gongyang Ying’s carriage, and she softly said, "Brother Sikong, you shouldn’t have agreed to Yan Qihuan. He will surely harm you in the Soul Penetration Mountain."
Sikong Jing was slightly stunned, then exclaimed in shock, "Could it be? Win or lose is common in military affairs, is Huanteng Mountain Villa so petty?"
Next to him, Ning Jingjing’s mouth twitched, Sikong Jing’s ability to play dumb was indeed impressive.
He definitely knew Yan Qihuan’s slight intentions as if looking through a clear mirror.
Ning Jingjing, of course, didn’t expose him, instead feigning surprise, "Yes, Miss Gongyang, this encirclement against the Soul Stealers is about the people’s welfare. Wouldn’t Huanteng Mountain Villa mix public issues with private revenge?"
Gongyang Ying stared blankly at them both, smiling bitterly, "Human hearts are unfathomable, how about..."
Before she could finish her sentence, Sikong Jing shook his head and interrupted, "No need, I am quite confident in Soul Penetration Mountain. Not just anyone can harm me, Miss Gongyang, rest assured."
Having said that, Sikong Jing took his leave from Gongyang Ying.
As he watched them leaving, Gongyang Ying turned her brooding gaze to Aunt Mian and asked quietly, "What do you think?"
"On the surface, these two seem impeccable..."
"But the problems are not minor. First, Sikong Yi’s realm and strength are too formidable, and his self-created Martial Arts are suspicious; second, he seems well-versed in military strategies, not at all like a tribe member."
"Third, his appearance was too strange, coinciding precisely when the young lady arrived in Wuwang City."
Aunt Mian highlighted the three key points.
They had been suspicious of Sikong Jing’s identity from the beginning, initially testing him, and now still probing...
They always felt that Sikong Yi was not just a simple man from the Night Wolf Tribe.
Gongyang Ying pondered for a moment, then shook her head and said, "After the encirclement of the Soul Stealers, I must visit the Night Wolf Tribe. If this man’s background checks out, he is indeed a talent worth cultivating."
"Also, immediately contact the Moon Soul Group so that they can keep an eye on Yan Qihuan and Sikong Yi and others when the encirclement operation begins."
Upon this, Aunt Mian nodded firmly and sent the message out right away.
The so-called Moon Soul Group was a secret force specially constructed by the State Preceptor Gongyang Ren for his granddaughter.
With Gongyang Ying’s stature, it was naturally impossible for her to travel accompanied by only Aunt Mian; Gongyang Ren would not rest easy, knowing that within both the War Soul Dynasty and the Long Night Empire, there were many who would want her dead.