Requesting for Help

Zhou Zifeng was sitting in the main hall of the High Duke's Public House with a dark expression on his honest face. 

Lu Yuancheng sat next to him with his eyebrows knitted together. "Eldest Master, panic is spreading through the town right now. There are rumors springing up everywhere, and I'm afraid we won't be able to contain these rumors any longer. Someone is trying to take advantage of the situation to stir up trouble."

"Damn it!" Zhou Zifeng slammed his hand angrily on the armrest of the armchair and huffed. "Is it possible to track them down?"

Lu Yuancheng shook his head. "It'll be very difficult."

Zhou Zifeng replied, "Fortunately, that old man didn't return. He must've been dealt with by Young Master Chu. However, I fear that a second one might appear. If that were the case, not many in Ji River Valley will be able to survive!"