One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

Using garbage trucks as cover?

This is something only a shameless person like him would do.

"However, Chu Lan, since you have already detected the informant, you can follow the clues or notify the company to investigate."

Gao Lian placed his hands on his knees and voiced his doubts: "Why were you in such a hurry, even rushing to Changbai Mountain overnight?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chulan, who was still munching on a frozen pear, immediately turned serious.

He turned his head and looked at Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing beside him.

"Mr. Gao, you'll have to ask these two experts about this."

Wang Ye sighed and shifted into a more comfortable position, leaning against the wall.

He picked up the hot tea in front of him, warmed his cold palms, and then slowly began to speak.

"Yesterday afternoon, Chu Lan told us about those undercover agents."

Old Qing and I thought to ourselves, since the other party's origins are unknown, why don't we strike first and find out more about these people inside the inner realm?

A rare hint of lingering fear appeared in Wang Ye's eyes.

"We were thinking of asking this so-called Shen family what their background is."

Even if it's a century-old family with considerable influence, the two of us working together should be able to pry some scraps out of them.

Zhuge Qing picked up the conversation.

This usually elegant young man from Jiangnan now wore a bitter expression of lingering fear.

"But Mr. Gao, Senior Guan, guess what?"

"We've just thrown this question into the inner world, and we haven't even gotten close to the answer yet."

"The fireball representing the answer in the inner scene immediately swelled to an exaggerated size."

"Good heavens." Zhang Chulan interjected, still shaken.

"When I saw them bleeding from all seven orifices, I thought they were going to die!"

Gao Lian and Liu Kunsheng's expressions changed simultaneously.

They knew a little about the rules of the interior.

The larger the fireball, the heavier the causal relationship and the more shocking the secrets involved.

"So what did you find out?" Guan Shihua stopped smoking her pipe and asked anxiously.

"I didn't get anything out of them, and I almost lost my life."

Wang Ye waved his hand and said with a wry smile, "The weight of that fireball was far beyond what the two of us could withstand. Just as we were about to forcibly sever the connection and exit the inner realm..."

Wang paused for a moment, his languid expression completely vanishing, replaced by a solemn look.

"By some twist of fate, although the fireball didn't reveal the Shen family's background, we did get some other information."

Wang Ye raised his head and looked directly at Guan Shihua and Liu Kunsheng:

"Changbai Mountain is likely to suffer a great calamity. And it will happen in the next few days."

"That's why we chose to come secretly, not wanting to alert them. And I suspect that the Shen family is the one pulling the strings behind the scenes."

These words were spoken.

The temperature inside the room seemed to drop by more than ten degrees.

"A great calamity?!"

Liu Kunsheng's rugged face suddenly darkened, and he slammed his hand on the small table next to him.

"Who dares to touch my Changbai Mountain?! Do they really think all the immortals outside the Great Wall are made of clay?!"

Gao Lian's brows furrowed even deeper.

He quickly pieced together the intelligence he had gathered during this period in his mind.

"The missing spirit, the Shen family's hidden sentries, plus the inner vision warnings from the two Taoist priests..."

Gao Lian adjusted his glasses, his voice low and deep:

"It seems that the case of the missing spirits that Youfu reported yesterday was not a case of petty thieves poaching at all."

This means someone is clearing obstacles in advance, or rather, gathering something.

Their target is what's beneath Tianchi Lake...

Gao Lian didn't say everything, but everyone present knew the truth.

"They're here for the ancestor?!"

Guan Shihua gasped, her hand trembling as she held the teacup.

"These damned bastards! Our ancestor has just transformed into a dragon, and his foundation is not yet stable. They've been plotting against us at the perfect moment!"

"Stop arguing."

Just when the atmosphere in the room reached its most oppressive point.

Zhang Tianyi slowly put down his teacup.

He picked at his ear, his eyelids drooping, still looking lazy and nonchalant.

"It's no big deal, why are you all so anxious? The sky hasn't fallen yet."

Zhang Tianyi pointed to the plate of steaming sticky rice cakes on the table and waved to Chen Duo:

"Girl, bring that to your master. It looks quite soft."

Chen Duo obediently handed over the sticky rice cake.

Zhang Tianyi took a bite, smacked his lips, and then looked at Liu Kunsheng and Guan Shihua, whose faces were full of anxiety.

"Xiao Liu, you really need to change your temper. You're always slamming your fist on the table and glaring at people. Who are you trying to scare?"

Zhang Tianyi's tone was flat and indifferent.

"Now that I, the Daoist Master, am sitting right here, what great calamity are you afraid of?"

"I recently spent so much effort on that big white worm, helping her take the lightning strike. Now she's practically my underling."

Listening to this living ancestor's casual yet domineering declaration.

The huge weight that had been weighing on Guan Shihua and Liu Kunsheng's hearts was finally lifted.

With this gentleman around, half the crisis is already resolved.

"Smack smack... My benefactor is right!"

Just then.

A crisp chewing sound came from under the table.

A chubby rabbit wearing a little red vest struggled to climb up the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed).

Little Wu was holding a carrot in his hand, chewing it with a crunching sound.

It plopped down next to Zhang Chulan and patted his thigh with its furry paws in a very familiar manner.

"Brothers! You guys came at just the right time!"

Young Master Wu spoke with a thick, authentic Northeastern voice, his eyes brimming with fighting spirit:

"I've been annoyed by the eerie atmosphere in these mountains for a long time! Those bastards are hiding like groundhogs, never showing their faces."

"Since our benefactor has spoken, let's trap them and beat them to a pulp!"

"Brother, come with me later, I'll take you through the Bai family's secret passage. We'll take the shortcut!"

Zhang Chulan chuckled as he looked at the overly friendly, chubby rabbit.

He casually grabbed a handful of peanuts from the plate and handed them over:

"Great job, Brother Wu! With you, the local expert, leading the way, we're definitely in the bag this time."

"But we have to agree that if we really fight later, you'd better watch your back when you kick me with those consecutive kicks, don't kick me in the back like last time."

"How could that be! Last time was just a friendly sparring match, this time we're brothers working side by side!"

Master Wu patted his chest and guaranteed.

Watching this human and rabbit interact across species without any sense of incongruity is truly remarkable.

The previously heavy atmosphere in the room immediately became much more relaxed.

Feng Baobao, who had been mostly silent, was now squatting next to the stove.

She held an iron skewer in her hand, intently turning over and roasting several sweet potatoes.

The sweet potato skins were roasted until they were charred black, emitting an enticing sweet aroma.

"Bao'er, are the sweet potatoes cooked yet?" Zhang Chulan called out as he turned around.

"Almost there, Pipi's already bubbling."

Feng Baobao squeezed the scalding hot sweet potato with her hand without expression, not even saying that it was hot.

She turned her head, looked at the large group of people in the room, and made a very serious suggestion:

"Zhang Chulan, that guy from the Shen family, since he likes catching animals."

"When we catch them, we'll tie them up too, and roast them by the fire like these sweet potatoes. I guarantee they'll spill the beans."

Listen to this girl speak in the most calm tone about the most cruel interrogation plan.

Gao Lian silently pushed up his glasses.

Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing, in perfect unison, picked up their teacups and pretended to admire the scenery.

The composition of this team is becoming increasingly incomprehensible.

Chapter 471 The Ridiculous Star-Rated Secret Passage!

The next morning.

The snowstorm at the foot of Changbai Mountain has finally stopped, and a rare sunny day has arrived.