Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Making use of the time that the two of them were not looking, Ji Fengyan reached out her hands towards the little and thin sheets of paper men that had been covered in dirt from the ground. She dusted off the dirt on them and smiled happily as she kept them away.
If Chang Pu was around, he would have realised that the little paper men that Ji Fengyan had kept away were the same ones that she had lost in the Rock Forest.
But Chang Pu was not aware that these paper men that she had lost had already been stuck to the bodies of the large demons when the demon clan had appeared. After the demons had returned underground, the paper men then reported back to Ji Fengyan.
The place that Ji Fengyan had led Zhan Fei and the rest to that day was where one of the paper man had fallen off the demon’s body. As for the other paper men… they had already followed the demon clan stealthily back and infiltrated their hideout.
Otherwise, given how intelligent Ji Fengyan was, why would she stop halfway and allow Chang Pu to put up a show of threatening her that would be futile?
Zhan Fei and Yang Shun looked into the passageway for a long time and it seemed to be never ending. After walking inside for a long time using the torch they had, they turned back.
When they returned, Zhan Fei’s face was already as dark as the base of a pot.
No matter how unwilling he was, he still had to admit it.
“No wonder there were so many demons lurking around the Plains of Corpses. After attacking the village, the armies could not find any trace of them when they had rushed over. And this was all because they had hidden underground,” Yang Shun scoffed, then looked at Zhan Fei’s unpleasant looking expression and could not help but feel hilarious.
“The passageway here is too wide and we are likely to meet demons if we enter rashly. If we were to start a battle with the demon clan without sufficient preparations, we will be at a losing end,” Yang Shun said.
Ji Fengyan nodded, then turned to Zhan Fei and said, “Master Zhan, are you satisfied with this reply?”
Zhan Fei clenched his teeth and could only feel a burning heat rising up his face. He forced a straight face and pretended to keep his cool and said, “Even though you have found the passageway to the demon clans, but the demon’s hideout…”
“If Master Zhan is willing, I can lead you there now, just that…” Ji Fengyan smiled slightly. “The number of demons there definitely cannot be handled by the 10 thousand people we have here. Otherwise, does Master Zhan want to have a look yourself?”
What Ji Fengyan had said had completely shut Zhan Fei up.
No matter how complacent Zhan Fei was, he also did not dare to respond to Ji Fengyan’s words.
Entering the demon clan’s hideout alone—how was it any different from seeking his own death?
“Forget it. Since General Ji had a complete idea about the demon clan’s line of actions, then… we should start planning ahead of time and make out preparations before launching an attack on the demon clan.” At this time, Zhan Fei could only admit defeat as he was not daring enough to enter the demon clan’s hideout himself.
Ji Fengyan glanced at Zhan Fei with a fleeting smile and saw the increasingly unpleasant expression on his face.
This time, not only did he fail to use the military orders to trap Ji Fengyan, he had even been oppressed by her. With the hideout used as a threat, Zhan Fei did not dare to respond to Ji Fengyan’s suggestion and could only force an excuse to reject her.
This was absolutely an embarrassment for him, but Zhan Fei could only swallow his pride then.
After a short while, Ji Fengyan and the rest walked out of the passageway. Since they could not proceed on, they could only return to the camp first.
On the way back to their campsite, Chang Pu’s eyes never left from Ji Fengyan. He still could not understand how Ji Fengyan had known about the passageway underground.
