It doesn't matter if your souls are scattered, as long as you die.

"Boss, Ali isn't here." Sun Tianxiang looked around, but unfortunately, the town was pitch black at eight o'clock and she couldn't see anything.

"She's on her way!" Mu Qian said calmly, looking in one direction.

As soon as he said that, Sun Tianxiang knew that he had seen it with his spiritual power.

Lin Shu never forgets to train, and while waiting, he squatted down in a horse stance.

Yun Li ran for more than ten minutes before meeting up with the three of them.

Mu Qian put one hand in his pocket and said, "I used to have an informant in this town. Let's go to his house to talk."

Yun Li nodded.

The informant's home was just an ordinary, unremarkable family, with only two people living there.

An elderly father and his son in his thirties.

The father and son were rescued from the jaws of a tiger by Mu Qian ten years ago. Seeing that Mu Qian could kill the tiger without lifting a finger, the two men were filled with admiration.

Seeing their attitude, Mu Qian decided to use them as informants.

The father and son originally lived in the village and made a living by hunting. After Mu Qian took them in, he arranged jobs for them and moved them to the town.

So many years have passed, and the father and son have never contacted Mu Qian, nor has Mu Qian ever come here.

Mu Qian didn't come because he had no mission here, and the father and son weren't in contact because they hadn't obtained any valuable intelligence.

For Mu Qian, it's normal for informants to not contact him for years or even decades, since there's not much intelligence that informants can discover.

But for that father and son, it was not a normal situation. They had received so many benefits from their benefactor, but they had not benefited at all, and they had been living in guilt for many years.

Sun Tianxiang and Lin Shu were also learning for the first time that Mu Qian had an informant base here.

Along with Yun Li, the three followed Mu Qian to the entrance of a small courtyard.

Mu Qian scanned the room with his spiritual power and found that the father and son were still awake. The old man was sitting on the bed, while his son was sitting at the table writing something.

Mu Qian looked around at the other rooms; there were no other people there.

He raised his hand and knocked on the courtyard gate.

In the still of the night, the father and son inside immediately heard the knocking on the door.

The old man tried to get out of bed to open the door, but the man stopped him and stuffed something he had written into his hand and gave it to his father.

"Dad, hide this well, I'll go open the door."

The old man took the somewhat worn notebook and carefully tucked it under the quilt.

The man walked behind the door and asked, "Who is it?"

"Mu Qian".

Upon hearing the name, the man paused for a moment, then his pupils dilated, and he flung open the door.

In the darkness, the man couldn't see the newcomer's face at all, but judging from his height and overwhelming aura, he didn't need to confirm to know that he was the benefactor of the father and son.

"Quickly, please come in!"

"Father, Father, he's here! He's here!"

The man, at a loss for what to do, led the person home.

Hearing his son's voice, the old man hurriedly put on his shoes and came out of the house. However, he did not know who the visitor was. He only guessed that it was an important guest from his son's excited voice.

The group entered the main room, the lights were turned on, and the father and son finally saw the face etched in their minds.

The father and son were so moved that tears streamed down their faces.

"Sit, sit..."

The two quickly moved stools for the group to sit on.

"Make tea, hurry up and make tea," the father ordered his son.

After everyone sat down, Mu Qian spoke up, "We need to use your house to discuss some things."

The flustered father and son immediately understood what he meant.

The man said, "My benefactor, please wait a moment. I'll go make some tea, and then my son and I will go for a walk."

"No need, we'll settle things quickly. You can just wait in the yard for a while."

"No need to brew tea, we're in a hurry."

Since their benefactor had said so, the father and son naturally didn't feel that they were being polite by not drinking tea.

He nodded repeatedly to show he understood, then walked out of the main room, thoughtfully closing the door behind him.

The father and son knew that there were some things they shouldn't know. Although they were still in the courtyard, they both went to the corner of the courtyard wall furthest from the main room and squatted down.

Yun Li glanced at the two with his spiritual power, thinking that they didn't actually need to go out; they just needed to go into the room.

But then I thought better of it; she'd get to what she wanted to say soon.

"Who is a spy?" Mu Qian asked.

Yun Li: "I'm not sure if she's a spy, but I'm sure she's half native blood and half Xiao Rizi blood."

"As for whether he is a spy, you'll have to investigate that yourself."

"What is your identity?!"

"His name is Gu Hui, and he works as a vegetable washer in the kitchen of a steel plant."

Mu Qian nodded, indicating that he had made a note of it.

Yun Li recounted how she had been implicated for impersonating Wang Juhua's daughter, hoping he would quickly rescue her.

Looking at her anxious face, Mu Qian couldn't help but ask, "Are you very concerned about that person named Wang Juhua?"

Sun Tianxiang and Lin Shu also looked at her curiously, it was rare to see her so concerned about someone's safety.

"I was indeed anxious, after all, she went through this because of me."

Yun Li glanced in one direction. "She was locked in a dark room for more than twenty hours without a drop of water or a grain of rice."

"That's not all. Every hour, someone would come to interrogate her, so she couldn't even get any sleep, and her mental state became very, very bad."

Mu Qian originally planned to go and save Wang Juhua tomorrow, but after listening to what the little guy said, he felt that he should go now, otherwise there might be irreparable regrets.

He immediately got up, opened the door, and waved to the father and son.

Upon seeing this, the father and son immediately ran over, asking, "What are your instructions, benefactor?"

"Prepare a room."

The father and son's eyes lit up; it was wonderful that their benefactor wanted to stay.

However, one room wasn't enough, as there were four of them.

Before the father and son went to tidy up the room, Mu Qian said a few more words to the father, son and Yun Li before leaving with Sun Tianxiang and Lin Shu.

Yun Li sat alone in the main room, his consciousness sinking into the space.

Actually, she was prepared to leave, since what happened next was none of her business.

Ke Muqian asked her to stay one more day, because he needed her help to determine which of Gu Hui's parents was of Xiao Rizi's bloodline.

She thought about it for a moment and then agreed.

Mu Qian knew she was in a hurry to find her enemy, and he felt bad for taking up her time.

He then proposed a compensation condition that Yun Li could not refuse.

The condition was that if she ever wanted to go to other countries to find her enemies, they would not stop her; instead, they would send her there and even accompany her.

Yun Li is the kind of person who reciprocates kindness. She helped her by breaking the law and national regulations, so of course she had to repay her.

After searching the space for nearly two hours, I found more than 100,000 books on science, agriculture, biology, medicine and other topics that are beneficial to social development.

I'll give it to Mu Qian and the other two when I leave.

Unbeknownst to her, Yunxuan's escape route was completely cut off.

What Yun Li took out wasn't just technological research on the future of one world, but rather research on ninety-nine worlds.

Mu Qian will never know that just because he opened a door of convenience for her, she repaid him with a feat that would make this country far surpass other countries by a century.