The Influence of the Ash Scatterer

"Junior Brother Qi Yuan, I have a question. Please forgive me for being foolish…"

A thousand feet below the ground of Lindong City, two figures were curled up into a ball and searching for light in the darkness.

The short Daoist priest, Jiu Wu, led the way and held a sword that was connected to its sheath in his hand.

"Qi Yuan", who was also Li Changshou's paper effigy, was following behind Uncle-Master Jiu Wu, slowly approaching the huge brothel that contained the demonic auras.

Jiu Wu turned his head and said, "Logically speaking, sneak attacks should be launched at night."

He continued, "It's broad daylight and bright, in the middle of the afternoon. Why don't we attack directly?"

"Senior Brother, you are wrong."

Li Changshou imitated his master's voice and replied, "There are very few guests in this place. The mortals are resting. We've seen how lively this place gets at night last night."