Douluo: Emperor of Light

"Xie Yue, why is it so troublesome to find someone? I've asked you over and over but I still don't know."

Yan pulled off a piece of grass and held it in his mouth with complaints, his voice was indistinct.

Hearing this, Xie Yue finally put down the book in her hand that contained detailed information about the target.

He scratched his head, frowned and thought carefully, but his lack of experience really couldn't help him, so he couldn't think of a good way.

After thinking about this, he sighed helplessly and said:

"Intelligence records indicate that targets often appear in Sanhe Village, but we are not familiar with this place, so we can only seek help from the locals."

"And that person in the tavern just now, I always feel that he is hiding something, and don't you find it strange..."

"In an ordinary village, there are no buildings, not even a bakery. Why would there be a tavern?"

Hu Liena listened to her brother's words and felt that they made sense.

When I saw the male bartender before, I felt that he was not a good person. He had a sinister look on his face, and there was an obvious gloom in his expression.

And he seemed to despise these children, not even hiding the expression on his face.

When they asked the target's name, the bartender was obviously surprised for a moment, which made Hu Liena have to doubt the other person.

"Brother, I think there's something wrong with that bartender. It's obvious from his look that he knows something."

"However, we have no way of knowing the specific information about the mission target from him."

Hu Liena expressed her opinion and fell into thinking.

She began to understand vaguely that this trial mission might not be as simple as imagined.

Looking at Hu Liena's meditative face, full of alternative youthful charm, Yan felt as if her heartbeat had skipped a beat.

His face turned red inexplicably, and he subconsciously turned his head away from looking at Hu Liena.

Some desirable fantasies began to appear in Ke Yan's mind.

"Heh... hehe... Nana..."

A companion next to Yan saw him grinning dumbly.

At the same time, he was murmuring something incoherent, with a strange appearance of not noticing that the grass in his mouth had fallen off, so he patted him lightly in confusion.

Yan looked at his companion who woke him up with shame and anger: "What are you doing!"

Perhaps because his illusion was shattered, Yan's voice was a little loud, thus attracting the attention of everyone around him.

Facing the doubtful glances cast by Jiu Shuang, Yan seemed to have just come to his senses and let go of his companions beside him.

He coughed slightly in embarrassment and changed the subject as if to cover up:

"Why do you need to think so much? Just subdue him and force him to question him. We have the identity token of Douluo Palace, and the village chief is obliged to cooperate with us!"

As he spoke, Yan suddenly realized that his words seemed to make sense.

Then the voice became louder and louder, and the feeling of confidence quickly overshadowed the embarrassment just now.

Seeing Yan getting more and more excited as he talked, Xie Yue nodded, feeling quite surprised.

"Yan, what you said makes sense. We are too obsessed with means. Perhaps at this time, your method is the most effective."

Seeing that Xie Yue was actually praising herself in a rare way, Yan couldn't help but rub the back of his head and laughed sheepishly.

Especially after noticing Hu Liena's surprised look, he straightened his chest even more.

"Pfft..."

Hu Liena covered her mouth and tried not to let her laughter spread.

Yan's silly look made her unable to hold back.

"All right."

Xie Yue's voice happened to interrupt the interaction between them and attracted everyone's attention.

"Now that we have decided, let's go back again. This time, we must obtain valuable information."

At this time, interesting things were also happening in the tavern in Sanhe Village.

In the empty tavern, the aroma of ale wafted, and on the not-so-clean bar sat a man with a mutilated right hand.

In front of this man, the bartender wiped the wooden cup boredly, and his nonchalant attitude showed that he didn't take this to heart.

"Squeak."

The two panels in front of the tavern door were squeezed open, making a tooth-breaking sound, and a fierce man slowly walked in as the sunlight tilted.

"Hey, our Mr. Bad Wolf, why are you free to come to my small bar today? Is it to take care of my business?"

The fierce man looked at the people sitting in front of the bar with a slightly exaggerated smile and said teasingly.

The man in front of the bar felt annoyed and took another swig of ale to suppress the anger in his heart.

He turned around, looked at Shi Wu who walked in, and said in a thick voice:

"Shi Wu, what are you so proud of? It's just the Campbell family that needs you now. You're just a dog they raised. If you don't like you that day, you will be like me!"

Shi Wu smiled nonchalantly, sat in a chair with a leisurely posture, took a glass of ale with his legs spread, and drank it slowly.

After finishing the drink, he pushed the glass to the bartender and looked at the disabled person in front of him with suppressed anger. He felt really good.

"Yes, the Campbell family needs me, so you, the leader, immediately became the leader, even at the cost of an arm."

"But, doesn't this also mean that my ability is stronger than yours?"

With a smile, Shi Wu took out a small bag of gold soul coins from his arms and threw it to the bartender with a "clatter" sound.

Then, he looked provocatively at the once-malignant disabled man in front of him.

"You are scared out of your wits by Wuhun Palace and can't provide benefits to the Campbell family. What's the use of you?"

"This town is surrounded by the fiefdoms of the Campbell family. Even in the city, they can still speak."

"And who are you? You don't even consider your own weight, and you actually dare to go against their wishes?"

Shi Wu's voice gradually became louder and he scolded his former boss wantonly. Seeing how the other party dared to glare at him, he felt relieved.

The fantasy he had once had actually come true, and that feeling of exhilaration made him still feel great.

"Boss, someone seems to be inquiring about you recently."

The bartender put away a bag of gold soul coins that was to be handed over to the Campbell family, and came back to give Shi Wuman a drink before he reminded him.

"Oh?"

Shi Wu turned around with interest, no longer paying attention to his previous leader.

"Now, a hundred miles away, someone unexpectedly hits my attention. Who is it that tells me to let me know?"

The bartender smiled "haha" and continued to wipe the wooden cup, seeming not to take this matter very seriously:

"I don't know. Maybe he is a new soul master with an excessive sense of justice. After all, I have never seen a group of children come here to inquire."

Shi Wu sneered, and just when he was about to express his opinion, a group of acquaintances were once again welcomed into the rough tavern.