A sickly fellow ridiculed by the entire army? I'll be the most beautiful woman in the barracks!

Zhenbeicheng, a slum in the southwest corner.

The houses here are dilapidated, sewage flows everywhere, and there is a pungent smell in the air.

At the entrance of an alley in a slum, a thin man squatted, his eyes scanning the surroundings warily, ready to report any disturbance immediately.

Deep in the alley, there was a dilapidated courtyard house. At that moment, a middle-aged man with triangular eyes was rubbing a dagger back and forth on a whetstone.

"Clang clang clang..."

The sound of sharpening knives echoed continuously in the courtyard, but the middle-aged man with triangular eyes not only failed to calm down, but became more and more agitated as he sharpened his knife.

He looked up at the sky, his already irritated expression darkening further. He snapped impatiently, "You fatso! What time is it?"

In the house next door, a fat man with a big head and big ears pushed open the door and came out, smiling like a Maitreya Buddha.

"Chief, it's already three-quarters of an hour late."

The man with the triangular eyes frowned even more deeply upon hearing this, and said in a deep voice, "Any news about Scarface and the others?"

"No, our men have been stationed at several city gates; they haven't returned yet."

The fat man answered in a deep, muffled voice.

"Damn it!" the triangular-eyed man cursed angrily. "He was supposed to arrive by noon the day before yesterday at the latest, but three days have passed and we haven't seen a single person, not even a fart."

The fat man chuckled and said, "Boss, could it be that they've already taken the kidnapped children and headed straight south?"

"Bullshit!" The man with the triangular eyes twitched. "Scarface has been with me for five years. He's always been reliable. Even if he's heading south first, he would at least send someone to deliver a message. He wouldn't just leave without a word!"

Growing increasingly agitated, the man with the triangular eyes stood up and threw the dagger in his hand violently.

"Do—!!"

A muffled thud was heard as the dagger was driven directly into the wooden post in the corner, its tip still trembling slightly.

"This is not right, we can't wait any longer. Pass the word down, everyone pack your things immediately and leave today!"

The man with the triangular eyes decided not to wait any longer for the scarred man; if they waited any longer, they would only be sending themselves and the others to the hands of the King of Hell.

"Also, make sure all the children are dealt with properly. They absolutely cannot cause any disturbance before we leave. Anyone who makes a mistake will be killed!"

The triangular-eyed man's menacing voice rang out, and the fat man's expression turned serious as he nodded earnestly.

"What about the account books and correspondence?"

"Keep the account books on your person at all times, and burn all correspondence! Anything that might leave a trace, drag it to the yard and burn it all!"

The fat man nodded and said in a deep voice, "Understood, leader. I'll pass the word down right away."

After the fat man finished speaking, he turned and left, and everyone in the courtyard immediately became busy.

Several henchmen, each carrying a pot of medicinal soup, pushed open the door to a room in the corner, where more than twenty children were crammed together.

Every child was handsome and good-looking, and some were even exceptionally beautiful.

They are still young and malnourished, and have not yet fully developed, but it is clear that they will definitely be beauties when they grow up.

When they saw several henchmen push open the door and enter, all the children couldn't help but tremble and instinctively shrank back.

"What are you afraid of? We'll let you get some sleep!"

After saying this, the henchman walked forward with a smile, pulled off the rags from each child's mouth, and poured a mouthful of sleeping potion into them.

Before long, all the children fell into a deep sleep, and the henchmen carried them one by one out of the courtyard.

A carriage was already parked outside the courtyard. The henchmen piled the children onto the carriage one by one. Once it was full, they called out to the driver, and the carriage slowly headed towards the city gate.

After the carriage outside the courtyard left, another carriage slowly drove up from a corner not far away, and the henchmen carried the unconscious child out of the room and put him into the carriage as usual.

The same scene was unfolding in another room in the courtyard, where more than twenty boys were being held.

More than fifty children were hidden in this small courtyard.

Finally, the children were divided into seven or eight carriages and dispersed through several city gates.

After all the children had been put into the carriage and left, the man with the triangular eyes glanced at the burning fire in the courtyard, let out a long breath, and turned to get into the carriage at the entrance of the courtyard.

The fat man followed behind the man with triangular eyes, casually closed the door of the courtyard house, then got into the carriage. The driver then cracked the whip and drove away slowly.

Their carriage left from the north gate, and having already made all the necessary arrangements, it passed through the gate smoothly.

The man with triangular eyes lifted the carriage curtain and looked at the gradually shrinking Wangbei City. He sighed with emotion, then suddenly his gaze sharpened as he looked north.

A cavalry force of several hundred men was approaching from the north, rapidly galloping towards Zhenbei City.

Looking at the group, he felt a sense of foreboding and quickly drew the curtains.

The man with the triangular eyes was silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Speed ​​up and get out of here!"

The fat man in the carriage nodded, leaned out and gave an order, after which the carriage sped up and headed south.

Li Changming glanced at the carriage heading south, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes. He thought to himself, "This world is truly bizarre; there are still people leaving through the north gate and heading south."

Shaking his head, Li Changming looked at the rapidly approaching Zhenbei City, suppressed the fatigue on his face, and couldn't help but reveal a hint of joy.

The name of Wangbei Camp is now extremely well-known in Zhenbei City. Li Changming only showed his identity token and the guards at the city gate quickly let him through.

Upon entering the city gate, Li Changming instructed his subordinates, "Have you memorized the location? Take your men and surround that kidnapping den. If even one person escapes, I will hold you responsible."

His subordinates nodded in agreement.

Along the way, Li Changming kept repeating the address of the human trafficking den in the slum, repeating it so much that his lips were almost worn out; it was hard for them to forget it even if they wanted to.

Still not entirely at ease, Li Changming had his men repeat the address to him. Only after confirming it was correct did he wave them away.

"Alright, you guys go ahead. I need to report to General Yue, otherwise our unauthorized actions might cause misunderstandings."

Subsequently, Li Changming's team split into two groups. Li Changming led fifty men toward the core camp, while the remaining hundreds headed toward the kidnappers' hideout.

Li Changming traveled smoothly and soon met Yue Zhenyuan.

Upon first meeting a general of such high rank, Li Changming, despite having fought alongside Zhao Daxuan on the battlefield several times, still couldn't help but feel intimidated.

However, Yue Zhenyuan was not as serious as expected; instead, he was gentle and looked Li Changming up and down.

Yue Zhenyuan nodded in satisfaction. "Not bad, not bad. As expected of Zhao Daxuan's soldier. I've heard of you, Li Changming!"