Investigate

A small building stood above the ruins of the Fang Clan's manor. It was one that Fang Xingjian had built casually.

The Black Mage King sat cross-legged outside, just like a guard keeping watch at the door.

The Gold Mage King walked around above the ruins continuously. From time to time, a golden light would flash, and patches of the ruins would turn into the buildings and walls that had been there previously. The Gold Mage King kept on mumbling while his gaze flickered like he was calculating something.

Inside the small building, a small tablet was floating before Fang Xingjian, showing all the information Fang Yuehe had gathered over the past few days.

With Fang Xingjian's current status and prowess, there would naturally be no one who would stop him from getting his hands on the information he wanted. Despite that, Fang Xingjian still frowned slightly as he looked at the collected information.