Six years ago, his clan was annihilated, and like a stray dog, he was forced to flee. Six years later, he had achieved outstanding feats, his mighty name terrifying the universe. It was during the celebration of Lin Bei's countless victories that he unexpectedly learned his daughter had been cut open, and his wife persecuted. Enraged and on the brink of madness, Lin Bei led thousands of troops to rescue his wife and daughter…
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Yu Pu'er felt a shock in his heart and replied with a trembling voice, "Dragon God, this humble one truly doesn't know."
Lin Bei's gaze turned cold, "If you don't even know this, what use are you to me?"
As he spoke, a terrifying killing intent erupted from him.
"Thud!"
Yu Pu'er, bearing the brunt of this killing aura, collapsed to his knees in an instant.
He knocked his head on the ground in terror, "Dragon God, the Dragon Strike Technique is in... in Yanjing, but... but this humble one does not know whose hands it is in."
"This humble one indeed claims to be the king of intelligence, but... but Yanjing is the central hub, I... I dare not infiltrate it!"
"However, I do know a piece of information, it seems that the Dragon Strike Technique is directly related to another artifact."
Upon hearing this, Lin Bei finally retracted his killing intent.
"Stand up and talk." Lin Bei said, and he took a seat first.