"Let's keep talking."
Jiang Xinghai got back on the road.
"Mr. Long, Mr. Hu, and a Miss Feng. These three were the founders of Black Cloak."
"But while many people have seen Mr. Hu, very few know anything about Miss Feng. Some say no one has ever seen her at all," Chuchu continued.
"So you're saying Mr. Hu is the only one currently at the Black Cloak headquarters," Jiang Xinghai realized.
"You could say that."
Chuchu nodded. "But Mr. Hu's power is not to be underestimated. Rumor has it he took that crucial step many years ago."
"According to the intel I have, he may have already surpassed the Creation Realm."
Jiang Xinghai nodded thoughtfully, his mind turning to the blood-stained fragment of the Dark Moon Dagger that had broken off after stabbing his Third Senior Sister, Zhao Linglong.
Although his Third Senior Sister's skills weren't on his level, she was more than capable of holding her own against a Creation Realm expert.
But she was still injured.
