Once I enter the pass, great Confucian scholars will surely debate the classics for me.

"Should I call you Hall Master Partridge or General Partridge?" Zhou Qingfeng stood with his hands behind his back, ignoring the scrutinizing gazes of others. He stood tall and composed, his eyes calmly fixed on Partridge Di in the chief seat, showing no fear despite the surrounding enemies.

Partridge Di flicked his bangs, glanced sideways at her, and said with a smile, "Outside, I am General Partridge; here, I am Hall Master Partridge. Mr. Jiang, you can just call me Hall Master Partridge."

Zhou Qingfeng nodded slightly: "How did Hall Master Partridge know I was here?"

Partridge Di smiled and said, "Crow Fort is my territory after all. Mr. Jiang is a powerful figure who has crossed over from the mainland, and Miss Ning is a high-ranking member of the resistance. How could I not know that you two came to visit me late at night?"

In fact, Zhou Qingfeng and Jin Wei had already entered Partridge Di's field of vision the moment they appeared at the Baron's mansion, and Cai Guozhong had even personally ordered that the two be allowed free access to all parts of Raven Castle, which made Partridge Di very suspicious.

However, when they investigated the origins of the two, they found nothing wrong. They simply ordered the messenger to make sure all believers remembered Zhou Qingfeng and Jin Wei, kept track of their movements, and reported any issues that arose.

It wasn't until Zhou Qingfeng visited the rebels' hideout and inexplicably gained their friendship and respect that the Vision Sect's informants within the rebel ranks immediately relayed the intelligence.

It could be said that from day to night, Zhou Qingfeng's every move was under Partridge Di's watchful eye, but that was all; no more detailed information could be obtained.

After all, no one else could possibly know about Zhou Qingfeng's conversation with the Baron, and the same goes for his conversation with Fan Li, the leader of the resistance.

To put it bluntly, even a single word in a conversation between high-level officials is top secret intelligence.

The only person who knew something about the situation and could tell Partridge Di the news was Little Smart.

However, Xiao Lingtong was still under Zhou Qingfeng's control, so to this day, Partridge Di still had no idea about Zhou Qingfeng's background. Under such unknown circumstances, he dared not make any rash moves.

“Mr. Jiang, Miss Ning, please wait a moment. I need to deal with the traitor first. We can talk later.” Partridge Di slapped his knee, picked up his wine jug, and stood up, calling out, “Little Smarty.”

Upon hearing this, Xiao Lingtong immediately sprinted forward, quickly knelt down, and clasped his hands in greeting: "Hey, hey, hey... This humble servant greets Hall Master Partridge."

Partridge Di stepped aside from the seats, looking down at the kneeling Little Smarty. His gentle, effeminate smile gradually turned cold and terrifying: "We are brothers in the same religion. Why did you betray the Vision Cult?"

Xiao Lingtong broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly clasped his hands in response: "Master Zhe, I did not betray you. It was all Mr. Jiang who forced me to do this. He used magic to control me and told me about the Vision Sect. It was not my own choice."

"Afterwards, Mr. Jiang even used this incident to threaten me, forcing me to help them infiltrate our Vision Church's secret gatherings and find out what big things our Vision Church was planning."

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Jiang has another identity. He works for the Baron and is a big shot from the Tower of Swords. Mr. Jiang has reached a preliminary cooperation agreement with the resistance and is preparing to provide them with military supplies."

"Please, Master Partridge, spare my life! Give this humble servant a chance to atone for my sins!" Little Smarty was so scared he almost wet himself. As if he knew his death was imminent, he frantically grasped at the last straw and spilled out everything he had seen and heard.

Upon hearing this, Partridge Di glanced at the composed Zhou Qingfeng, his thoughts racing, and his expression shifted slightly.

He walked slowly and calmly to Xiaolingtong, looked down at him and said, "According to the rules of our religion, those who betray our religion will be burned at the stake."

"May you be cleansed of your sins under the watchful eye of the Holy One, and be reborn in paradise after death, never to fall into evil again."

Xiao Lingtong was so frightened that he kept rubbing his hands together and begging for mercy: "Master, Master, I was wrong. I am Xiao Lingtong, the most well-informed person. I am an expert in intelligence gathering. I am the most well-informed person. I am your most loyal eyes and ears."

"Please give me a chance to redeem myself. I will definitely work hard in the future and make greater contributions to our Vision Church."

Seeing this, Partridge Di reached out and grabbed Little Smart's head and shook it. His eyes were cold, but his tone was unusually gentle: "Don't be afraid. Being afraid is useless. Rules are rules."

"Master Wei, drag him away and carry out the execution."

Upon hearing this, Master Wei grabbed Xiaolingtong by the back of his collar and dragged him down the stairs to the courtyard. He intended to use this secret meeting of all members today as an example for all believers, both new and old, to show them the consequences of betraying the Vision Church.

On the viewing platform of the Flower Appreciation Pavilion, more than a dozen important figures present watched with smiles as the execution by burning took place in the courtyard.

A sharpened, thin wooden stake was inserted directly into Xiao Lingtong's lower body and then came out of his mouth, just like being skewered like a whole roasted lamb.

The extraordinary vitality of the Food Turbid Realm, far surpassing that of ordinary people, prevented Xiao Lingtong from dying instantly despite such severe injuries. Instead, he struggled painfully on the wooden stake.

The scene was extremely cruel, terrifying, and bloody, enough to make anyone tremble with fear and lose sleep.

"Boom!" Flames erupted, instantly engulfing the little smart phone. The ritual of burning the Holy Eye alive began under the supervision of Master Wei.

Hundreds of Visionists dressed in red robes gathered before the pyre, their hands clasped in prayer, most of them looking frenzied, staring intently at the spiraling Holy Eye emerging from the flames, chanting incantations.

Partridge Di, carrying a wine jug, slowly walked to Zhou Qingfeng's side, put his arm around Zhou Qingfeng's shoulder, and led him to the wooden railing of the viewing platform.

He pointed to the assembled followers below and said with a smile, "Mr. Jiang, the followers you see are people from all walks of life in Ravenburg. They are just a part of the Vision Church."

"In fact, there are still places you can't see where there are already hundreds or thousands of people who believe in the Holy Eye, but they haven't been formally incorporated into the Vision Church by us."

"Moreover, the headquarters of our Vision Church is in Four Seas City, and I am merely a Vision Church member who controls the No Man's Land branch."

Zhou Qingfeng stood with his back to him, coldly gazing at the frenzied followers and the burning flames below: "So, your Vision Church's influence is developing quite well."

Partridge Di's lips curled up slightly. He took a big gulp of wine, wiped his mouth, and chuckled wickedly: "Not bad. If I want to, with an army at my disposal and the support of the people, I can start an uprising at any time and overthrow the current rulers."

"Here I must tell Mr. Jiang a very important point: the owner of Raven Castle has never been Hellboy Cai Guozhong, but me, Partridge Di!"

Zhou Qingfeng was very supportive and said casually, "Hmm, that's impressive. Can we get down to business now? What exactly do you want to say?"

Partridge Di patted Zhou Qingfeng on the shoulder, looked at him with a smile and said, "Mr. Jiang, since you are a big shot from Sword Tower, you must be able to represent Sword Tower. Have you ever thought about making friends with our Vision Sect?"

"Although our Vision Church has only been around for a little over ten years, it is developing quite well in Sihai City and has gradually gained considerable influence there. Moreover, in the no-man's-land, we also have a very strong influence among the common people."

P.S.: I've made up for the missing Chapter 3. Now that I've paid off my debt, I'm going to sleep.