Hello, is this a letter addressed to Demon Fortress?

Victor forced himself to calm down.

He looked at Lin Gui and asked in a low voice, "You're from Dawn? Are you an Alliance Inspector?"

Lin Gui chuckled softly and leaned back in his chair.

Even if I said no, would you believe me?

From the moment he made his move against that group, he anticipated that the people behind Hyena Fang would emerge.

And make preparations for it.

"I am not your enemy."

His tone softened.

"My actions do not pose a threat to your interests."

"Although the seven copper coins for a mail delivery service disrupted the mail delivery market, the recipients of these services were almost exclusively ordinary people, vagrants, and peddlers."

"Not nobles, knights, or wealthy merchants."

"Do you really think those nobles who used to spend hundreds of gold coins to send messages would lower themselves to come here and send messages alongside the commoners they despise and consider an insult?"

Lin Gui changed his tone, using a high-pitched voice, with just the right amount of arrogance in his eyes.

"Oh God, the thought of my letters, which are filled with my precious thoughts, being placed alongside the letters of these filthy refugees keeps me up all night."

"If my dearest distant relatives and friends received such a letter, would they cut ties with me?"

He performed the role so vividly that even his gestures carried a touch of the affected mannerisms unique to the aristocracy.

The knights behind Victor twitched at the corners of their mouths, and images of what would soon happen flashed through their minds.

They had to admit that Lin Gui's acting was incredibly realistic.

It almost perfectly replicates the reality that is about to arrive.

Lin Gui dropped his tone and leaned back in his chair.

"Moreover, I can only stay here for a maximum of three days."

He tapped his finger lightly on the table.

"Our journey is very long, and we may not be back here for six months."

"Therefore, it will not cause any trouble to your life, power, or interests."

His gaze was calm as he looked at Victor.

"So... let's leave each other alone for the next three days, shall we?"

His finger pointed to the route map pasted on the countertop.

Victor followed his gaze.

On that map, a route marked with a red line starts from Dragonbone City.

We traversed the Southern Tundra, White Cliff City, Whispering Valley, and Watchtower, before plunging headlong into the Barren Woods.

They emerged from the barren wasteland and plunged back in.

Then come the Cursed Swamp, the Bone Highlands, the Ash Rift, and the Red Desert.

Every name that followed was a death trap that made adventurers tremble with fear.

Victor's pupils contracted slightly.

Such a route, let alone him.

Even if a legendary expert leads the team, there is still a very high risk of annihilation.

And this... is the mail delivery route of this post office.

The man's confidence made Victor feel somewhat intimidated.

What they feared was not the high-ranking mage before them.

Rather, it was the person behind him with immeasurable power who could draw up this route.

A knight came up behind him and handed him a sound transmission stone.

Victor took it, and then a male voice came from the other side of the stone.

The voice was very soft, and Lin Gui didn't hear it clearly.

Victor offered a few simple words of agreement, then handed the communication stone back and looked at Lin Gui again.

After a brief pause, he said.

"What you say is indeed reasonable, and I apologize for my rudeness just now."

"Finally, I wish you...

Victor gave a knightly salute, looked through the window at the poorly dressed guests outside, and continued speaking.

"Business is booming."

Victor looked up and finally left with the knight.

Before stepping out the door, Victor asked in a low voice:

"The hyena's fangs, are they really not your doing?"

Lin Gui smiled faintly, looked down at the map on the table, and lightly traced the red line with his finger.

"At least it wasn't me."

He looked up at Victor.

"You should know that."

"The one who could destroy them could not possibly be a high-ranking individual."

Victor squinted and stared at him for a few seconds.

Then he nodded.

"My master asked me to tell the person behind you that you are always welcome to visit his mansion."

Lin Gui nodded, a cryptic smile playing on his lips.

There will be an opportunity.

Victor didn't say anything more, turned around and walked out of the post office.

The sound of iron boots pounding on the stone pavement faded into the distance.

The knight behind him retreated, and the post office fell silent again.

After Victor left, the smile on Lin Gui's face gradually disappeared.

He leaned back in his chair, his gaze becoming calm.

Baiya City was not particularly powerful.

There isn't a single legendary pillar, not even as many as Bounty City.

This is the source of his confidence in taking action and facing Victor.

The existence of Flame Blade compensates for Lin Gui's biggest weakness.

Lacking offensive capabilities.

Last night's battle was the most direct testament to his current fighting prowess.

This also cleared away any obstacles he might face in delivering messages here.

This also created a mysterious background for him that did not exist.

But this move...

In the subsequent, more powerful central city-states, the city-state alliance exerted stronger control.

The chances of it working are slim, and it might even get you into trouble.

After all, this mysterious background is fabricated.

He had no powerful backing; he only had himself.

But... Lin Gui can make it come true.

He glanced at the Union newspaper that he had stuffed into the cabinet.

The top headline was the news that the transport team was about to begin selection.

The time is one month later, and the location is Tongmen City.

Arriving there on time was not difficult for Lin Gui.

The difficulty lies in meeting the registration requirements.

The conditions are very simple.

A legendary team leader.

This almost completely eliminated the possibility of Lin Gui creating his own transport team.

Unless a legend is associated with him.

Just as Lin Gui was pondering where to find a legendary figure to credit, the post office was flooded with customers once again.

Lin Gui put aside his concern for entertaining guests, only to find that the guests looked at him with awe.

He was unaware that during his confrontation with Victor...

Those guests who had kept their distance saw his sneer through the window.

They scoffed at the knights who were like gods in their eyes, and said, "Stay alive and well."

Lin Gui's status has been elevated to an unimaginable level in their eyes.

The first people who sent letters, though initially fearful of Lin Gui's identity as a sorcerer, quickly lowered their guard after a brief conversation.

But now... Lin Gui could see their estrangement and awe.

This is not a good thing for him.

These guests, whom he looked down upon, were the core of his revenge.

Having no other choice, Lin Gui could only bring up the tragic story of the transport team.

Let them know that Victor doesn't revere him.

Rather, it is the legendary mage behind him who worked tirelessly for the underprivileged and came from humble beginnings.

As Lin Gui recounted his story, those around him began to be moved.

There were also those who were the first to receive the letter from Dragonbone City.

The description in the letter corresponds to this, greatly enhancing its credibility.

Moved and empathetic, I then let my guard down.

The post office was bustling again.

As the guests delivered the letters, they inquired with Lin Gui about the kind-hearted, legendary figure who rose from humble beginnings to deliver messages for the common people.

While making things up, Lin Gui subtly steered the conversation towards the city of Baiya.

The power of this city, its history, and the white cliff stone that is now stuck in a sales strait.

Nobles and powerful figures controlled the operation of this city-state.

But if we're talking about who understands this city-state the most thoroughly...

Nothing beats the struggles of those at the bottom of society, desperately trying to survive.