Dai Bufan took out a piece of paper and, according to the information recorded on it, carefully compared the messages conveyed by the flickering of the Soul Lamp, thus deciphering the intelligence that Lu Yang had transmitted with his life, his eyes twitching.
Dai Bufan had been coordinating intelligence in the Task Hall for years, analyzing which pieces of information hid the involvement of the Ruthless Sect. Unfortunately, even when he pinpointed the whereabouts of the Ruthless Sect, their cautious actions always led to empty pursuits upon arrival.
"I only went to Buddha Country a few days ago. How did I manage to catch the tail of the Ruthless Sect?"
Why did his careful analysis of the intelligence fail to locate the Ruthless Sect?
"Senior Brother, what is written on this paper?" Gu Junye asked curiously.