Online: I Can See Health Bars Chapter 1236 - 546: Knocking on the Door (Part 2)

Fang Yu felt a momentary daze.

"He betrayed us too? I'll go confront that old geezer right now!"

Fang Yu's anger flared up instantly. Why was everyone out to sabotage them!

"The old man's merely an intermediary. Confronting him won't help much. He's likely already sold our details. Expect unwanted guests tonight, probably from rival groups."

Fang Yu looked confused.

"Who'd target us? Is our intel really worth that much?"

Ding Hui lit a note with the candle flame, reducing it to ash.

"Diao Deyi, you clearly underestimate our worth."

"First off, to those old acquaintances... I hail from Tianyuan Town."

"Now dubbed Demon City, the enigmatic hotspot nearby that's drawing the most buzz and scrutiny lately."

"You and I witnessed that catastrophic night firsthand. We saw Tianyuan Town fall apart gradually. Yet this fresh mystery holds immense allure and worth for outsiders, particularly those in Thunder City."

Ding Hui tapped his temple.

"The Tianyuan Town secrets stored in our heads represent a goldmine for plenty in Thunder City."

"Beyond that, your demon martial artist skills and believer status might not register with you yet, but if word leaked in Thunder City, you'd risk capture for endless experiments, doomed never to escape."

Fang Yu arched a brow.

"Who dares to challenge me!"

Block my path, and they die! Zero mercy!

"Hold your horses. I get you're powerful, but remember, Thunder City belongs to the Ten Major Families. They command the Ten Pillars ruling the city, and those massive pillars aren't mere decorations. Even the Underworld's Hall Master would kneel before the Ten Pillars and Families."

Hall Master?

What's a Hall Master? I've taken down a Demon Leader with eighty thousand blood points!

Despite his bravado, unease stirred within Fang Yu.

He knew next to nothing about formations, yet Tianyuan Town's grand array and Sunset City's had unleashed horrifying power.

Thunder City's Ten Pillars could wield uncanny methods, and he lacked assurance against them backed by the Ten Major Families.

As the proverb warns, a mighty dragon can't crush local snakes.

Besides, Fang Yu's attribute points were scarce, preventing reckless demonization or Yuan Demon Body activation. Even if possible, he'd avoid clashing directly with entrenched powers.

"Hold on!"

Fang Yu snapped to realization.

"How'd this escalate to battling the Ten Major Families? I only want to track someone down!"

Ding Hui giggled, hand over mouth.

"That's why I said don't charge ahead. Let's proceed steadily. Thunder City admits entrants but bars exits. Your brother's inside? He's stuck too, and you'll locate him eventually."

Naturally, Ding Hui skipped another scenario as it was irrelevant now.

Uncovering the slave traders would reveal truths.

After all, Hui Yao's base Thunder City showed no overt slave trade signs.

They simply hadn't probed deeply enough.

True engagement with those circles would expose the hidden underbelly.

"Ding Hui, you mentioned possible visitors tonight? Capturing them for interrogation on their backers—think we'd learn anything useful?"

Fang Yu mulled it over before asking.

"It might tip them off, but worth attempting. Your call."

Ding Hui, surviving by wits in her wandering days despite average power, always evaded peril through savvy.

Fang Yu's direct assaults never crossed her mind before.

Yet with Fang Yu's might beside her, bolder tactics became viable.

"Switch inns?"

"No, to seize control, we must stand firm. Fleeing weakens any counterplay sharply."

Fang Yu struggled with Ding Hui's indirect tactics.

He resolved simply: tonight's intruders die, no exceptions!

...

Qin Er got assigned a Rebel Army mission.

Her duty: occupy White Cloud Inn's Jiazi Second Room for three days.

This marked her debut task post-joining with the scar-faced man. He called it a loyalty oath!

It proved allegiance, displayed resolve, earning Rebel Army acceptance and full membership!

Failure wasn't an option—success was mandatory!

"Wha-what do I do?"

Qin Er's hands shook uncontrollably.

Terror gripped her, yet confrontation was unavoidable.

Rumors swirled of demons surfacing citywide—man-devouring fiends.

Death scared her, but demon consumption terrified her more!

Though an anti-Ten Major Families underground group, the Rebel Army fiercely hunted demons to rally public support!

Slain demons' heads got paraded as Rebel Army triumphs, charming the masses.

Thus, Qin Er dreaded deployment as demon fodder or lure.

After all... unskilled and martial arts-free, what use was she besides bait...

Though fighting tears, Qin Er's voice cracked with sobs as the scar-faced man comforted her.

"No fears. I checked specifics. You just monitor the adjacent target room's activities by listening through the wall."

"Su-surveillance duty?"

Qin Er queried hesitantly.

"Likely."

Qin Er exhaled deeply in relief.

Indeed, talentless and untrained like her, posing ordinary for eavesdropping fit perfectly.

Still... the Rebel Army's need to spy suggested the target might be demonic or vile... she prayed mere proximity wouldn't provoke murder...

Gathering resolve, Qin Er reached White Cloud Inn.

"Sho-shopkeeper, an upper room please."

"Right away, esteemed guest—upstairs!"

Upper rooms stayed mostly vacant, reserved for VIPs.

VIPs, aptly named, since upper rooms' cost deterred common folk.

The guiding waiter eyed the pretty woman extra, wondering which house's young lady sought thrills.

Qin Er's nerves jangled, but passing room 2, she requested,

"This room, if you please."

Inns offered few upper rooms, yet options existed.

"Of course, this way."

The waiter unlocked Qin Er's door.

Inside, a blend of jitters and thrill washed over Qin Er.

Organization funds covered the stay.

Rebel Army cash came with strings—no easy swipes.

Since awareness dawned, Qin Er trailed the scar-faced man in constant flight; Thunder City's confines rarely afforded such spacious quarters and plush bedding.

"I love this room; prefer silence. Unless urgent, leave me be."

"Understood!"

The waiter withdrew discreetly; post-thrill, Qin Er refocused on mission.

She pressed ear to wall, straining for neighboring noises.

Extremely muffled.

Voices murmured next door, but the sturdy partition garbled words.

How to surveil like this?

Anxiety plagued Qin Er, powerless without hearing arts; silence meant silence.

Undeterred, she persisted, ear glued, attuned to every hint.

Maybe from sheer concentration, or deep immersion, her free ear detected raps.

Knock knock knock!

From her door!

Someone knocked!